Once again, Shelby found her mind going blank. She could not think of anything! Her mouth was devoured by Ian as if she were his life essence.
She had not gotten even a second to say anything before he kissed her. She felt his beard scratch against her bare skin, but she loved it for some reason! With him on top of her, there was nothing she could do to avoid the kiss, not that she would have wanted to anyway. A quick, deep moan left her softly.
This kiss, like the last one, was nothing slow. It was passionate and equally aggressive on both sides, too. It was as if they had been served with the last serving of their favourite food, and they wanted to devour it before anyone made a move for it. The urgency in this kiss made that all the clearer.
She could do nothing at first, but Shelby could not deny that she was attracted to the thick, tall, muscled man who was supposed to be her husband in an inexplicable way.
