Large, warm, and firm through the silky fabric of her blouse. Only then did her eyes flick toward the framed photo sitting in the corner of his desk. xxx She sucked in a breath, every inch of her body aware of him, the way his fingers skimmed her skin as he bunched the material around her waist. Behind her, Nathan was still for a moment, his hands resting heavy and warm on her hips. The kiss was hungry, all heat and desperation, muffling the quiet sounds of pleasure as their bodies moved together. Nathan was already watching her, his gaze unreadable. The scent of his cologne was woodsy, laced with something dark and spicy that curled into the air, making Claire’s pulse stutter. Don’t fidget. Her own hand drifted downward, fingers seeking the swollen ache of her clit.
