19. Getting What He Wanted

Ansel took a moment to appreciate the words that came out of Elisa's mouth.

This was the moment he had been waiting for.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he growled and kissed her again, this time, a little more forcefully. He felt her hand tugging at his shirt, unbuttoning it. She didn't stop until she unbuttoned the last button. He broke the kiss to come up for air then stared into her eyes. She trailed her fingers all over his naked chest and stomach, sending shivers down his spine. He smiled down at her. She was lying there, half-naked and vulnerable. She was all his. His to make love to, his to play with.

"Don't hurt me," she whispered. Her eyes were suddenly full of concern. Her confidence from earlier was fading.

He looked at her with surprise. "Hurt you? I'll worship your body, my darling. Don't worry, I will make you feel so good you will remember this night for the rest of your life," he said huskily, then took her shorts off. He grinned as she wa