Chapter 240

"I don't give a damn about the damn contract!" he roared determinedly. "I refuse to leave you with that terrible opinion of me!" were his last words before seizing her mouth. Both gasped in unison at the contact, and although she was initially hesitant, she finally yielded to the expert lips that moved with impressive and delicious skill over hers. The heat in the room rose several degrees, as did their body temperatures. His large hands began their journey over those soft thighs covered by the fine silk fabric, gripping tightly at her narrow back and waist. In contrast, her hands moved up his rigid and worked pectorals, then around his neck, and finally entwined in his black hair.