Less Kisses, More Kills

chapter 58

He bent his head to kiss her into silence again and he stroked the delicate coral pink buds that crowned her breasts with skilful fingers.

The liquid sensation at the juncture of Shirley’s thighs became a knot of almost painful anticipation. She sucked in an audible breath, but a gasp of disconcertion was wrenched from her when he pulled her down across his thighs, though she had no thought of protest. He used his tongue to lash a lush, pouting nipple with wicked expertise. He followed that bold caress with the gliding graze of his teeth, tormenting the tender peaks into rigid, straining points.

‘Adam…’ she gasped, her hips squirming in a forlorn attempt to assuage the throb of need he had awakened.

‘You like that?’ Venting a soft laugh of satisfaction, he framed her face with lean brown fingers to hold her still. ‘I think you will like everything I do.’

He tasted her swollen mouth with erotic urgency and eased a hand beneath her hips to remove her last garment. Suddenly aware that sh