Chapter Thirteen

Holly

The intense and sudden jolt of desire caught her breath. Every fiber in her being said she was doing the right thing. There was lust and desire, yet something else too. Something deeper and sweeter than just the physical.

She didn't stop to think about or analyze the feeling. She just let her body take control. She let her brain stop worrying and fretting. She let herself have fun.

Her hand went to his shirt, nimbly unbuttoning the shiny white buttons. She was surprised to see she didn't shake, even though her whole body was vibrating with need. She tugged at his shirt and he shrugged out of it, barely breaking the kiss in the process.

Then, with a smooth motion, he lifted the hem of his undershirt up and over his head, giving her bare skin. She whimpered, her hands splaying against the strong muscles of his chest and abs. There was just enough hair to make him masculine, but not so much to make her think of a beast. The heat of his body through her fingers drove her wild.

She f