Christine Feehan Quote

Shea reached up to trail her fingertips over his neck. The massage was suggestive and reassuring at the same time. He reacted by crushing her to him, his mouth hard and dominating as he captured hers. He kissed her possessively, his body as demanding as his mouth. I need you right now, Shea. My body is going up in flames, and I hurt like hell. We have to be alone soon or I might die. Her laughter was muffled against his chest. No one has ever died because they wanted to make love. But she wasn’t sure. Her own body was burning and begging for the connection to his. Gregori suddenly materialized, made a soft, sighing noise, and sent them a clear frown. Like guilty children they broke apart.