He kissed her slowly, thoroughly, as if he had no plans to do anything else. Ever.
Pleasure fizzed through her like a shaken-up soda.
When he finally drew back, her lips burned and her head spun. No one had kissed her like that since…since high school when she and Danny parked his car and would kiss all night. After a second, she blinked back to reality and realized in amazement that she’d forgotten her fear for that time.
His intense gaze focused on her face. “You kiss well, sugar.”
She had a second of delight from the compliment.
He ran a finger down her cheek. And then his hand continued down her neck, her chest. His fingers slowed at the whip marks, and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes.
When he stroked along the swell of her breasts, she stiffened. Would he touch her below n
