Zach tumbled down beside Emily, tangling his fingers into her hair with one hand while he pressed her to him with the other. With a small whimpering mew, she wriggled closer, clasped her arms around him, and held on as if for dear life. There was no time for niceties, second thoughts or hesitation.
In clumsy haste, he tugged the blouse over her head and the skirt down off her hips. She drew up her legs to help him free her of the tangled yards of fabric, which he tossed aside, intent only on Emily.
The wisps of underclothes she wore vanished in a trice.
Her skin, though still pink from the sunburn, drew his touch with magnetic power. Hands alone weren’t enough to feel all of her. He shrugged out of his shirt, kicked his trousers aside, and met her, skin to skin and heat to heat. They ro
