(Warning R18+: Please skip this entire chapter if you are under 18 or uncomfortable with mature content. This chapter contains sexual content that does not affect the plot of the story. Sorry if it is too detailed or graphic. I know some people like it and some people don't.)
Halia was surprised by Jackson's strength. How was he able to hold her up with just his arms?
As she kissed him back her hands subconsciously brushed past his shoulders and floated gently across the muscles on his arms. As an Interpol agent, this man had kept himself in perfect shape and each muscle helped to hold her up with ease. Halia took a deep breath in pleasant surprise, these muscles were extremely sexy.
She traced her hands down his arm and brought them back up to his collarbone and then down to his chest. Every inch of his body was oozing with masculinity, throwing Halia's desires into overdrive and forcing her to want more.
