There's a gasp as he pushes her away and for a moment, she's afraid he might be angry at her. She scoots farther up the bed, hedging her bets by skinning out of her thong.

When she sees that look, she knows, and the heat of his gaze pours into her blood stream like a drug.

She is a creature of fire and need, returning that kiss with equal ferocity, matching him measure for measure. Her hands roam over his skin, pulling him down to her, done with waiting.

"I want you."