Chapter 415

"Oh, I will please you, Kate," he said softly, but it sounded more like a threat than a promise, and she twisted her head wildly and bucked her hips—until she realized that her actions were having a profound effect on his already aroused body. "Don’t stop," he mocked, when she ceased the frantic movements that had brought her pelvis into direct contact with the solid ridge of his throbbing manhood. "But you’re wearing too many clothes." With deft movements that proclaimed his expertise in the art of undressing a woman, he one-handedly unfastened the row of tiny buttons that ran from Kate’s throat to her waist and pushed the edges of her blouse apart to reveal small breasts cupped by a gossamer-fine bra. Her nipples were clearly visible beneath the sheer fabric, and he brushed his thumb gently across one peak and then the other, until she was desperate for him to caress her naked flesh.