“Move with me,” he encouraged between kisses. Gillian raised her hips as he lowered his, and the sensation of fullness increased until she almost couldn’t breathe. Then he withdrew, and she gripped him harder, urging him to thrust back in. They shared a soft moan as their hips came together over and over.
“You feel like heaven,” he growled. “Bloody heaven.”
“So do you.” Gillian gasped as he thrust back into her, and a wave of pleasure suddenly and frighteningly swept over her.
She inhaled and cried out. A second later James covered her mouth with his, muffling her cries. Then he thrust into her again and buried his face in her neck, kissing her softly as he collapsed on top of her. For a moment, she feared she couldn’t breathe, but he lifted his body and rolled to the side. Gillian’s ba
