As soon as the door lock flashed green, he propelled into the room and slammed the door shut. He flung his jack on the floor and shoved her against the wall,

"Those jeans drive me crazy," he growled, sliding his hands him hungrily all over her hips.

"They're too small," she said shakıly. "They shrank in the wash."

"They're perfect," he insisted. He wrenched open the buttons of her jeans and fell to his knees, dragging them down around her ankles.She clutched his shoulders for balance, staring down at his dark head, his thick hair straggling wildly out of its elastic band. He pressed his face against her mound, breathing...