He knew he had no right to touch her, crave her like air, but he did both. And when he put his mouth on hers, he recognized the taste of her, like she'd been made just for him.
Jill ShalvisSorry,โ he said. โLet me drop the belt-" โNo.โ She held on when he would have pulled away. โDonโt. I like it.โ Again, he lifted her face, and he smiled. โThe tool belt turns you on.โ โNo.โ She closed her eyes and thunked her forehead to his chest. โLittle bit.
Jill Shalvis