Ryan's muscles coiled tight, each one a battlefield where restraint clashed with surges of desire. His eyes shut, a dam holding back the flood of sounds threatening to escape him. Her touch was like wildfire, searing his skin, lighting up every nerve. His mind, a kaleidoscope of fractured sensations, struggled to stay focused on the objective.
Her warm breath ghosted against his ear, sending a thrill down his spine. Her fingers moved with a dark, almost magical purpose, skating over his skin and leaving a shiver of mingled desire and unease in their wake. Every fiber of his being strained against the rising tide, desperately trying to hold onto control.
