Savagely, recklessly, he disposed of her blouse and tore away her bra. And he covered her hot, fevered flesh with his mouth and his hands, cupping her breasts, teasing and leaving her trembling in need.

She could feel him everywhere, and the pleasure was exquisite. His fingers and his lips stroked and caressed her, they licked her, they flickered sparks over her shoulders, along the column over her throat, across the top of her breasts.

She was restless, impatient, anxious, and melting inside, but Kingsley set the rhythm and wouldn't give in….not so fast.

Finally, at the exact moment, she thought she would shatter to pieces, his hands braced her...