He crouched between her thighs, staring at her, etching the way she looked into his memory. Her mouth was parted, swollen, and pink. Her breasts lifted and fell in a rapid rhythm as she tried to catch her breath. Her arms were stretched overhead, her wrists crossed now, the tidings tangled around her hands.
“You’re taking my breath away, Anna.”
Yes, she was so damn beautiful she made his heart ache.
So insanely sweet.
With focused intent, Lance sprawled between her thighs. He pushed them wide and lowered his mouth to her throbbing s*x. He growled against her hot, sweet flesh.
“Look at me,” he almost ordered Annalise.
Her eyelids lifted just barely, and she stared at him as Lance pushed his tongue inside her snug, swollen folds. She shivered against him. He did it again, and then he
