Confused and slightly shocked, Anastasia instantly wrapped her legs around his waist and rested her face in the crook of his neck. The contact sending an electric jolt through her.
She could feel his heartbeat pounding against her chest. "Ileus…" she whispered against the skin of his neck. There was barely a hair's distance between her and his naked chest. Her hands were around his shoulders and then up to his nape, into his raven hair, where she dug her fingers in. His smell enveloped her.
He removed her hair from the back, and stroked her back, her hair and her arms, silently. He rocked her and pressed kisses on her temple, as if in relief.
