Kate was on the verge of moaning when he unclasped her hands. She felt a tug on the top button of her shirt and caught her breath as he worked it open, then moved on to the next one, then the next. Her heart fluttered madly at the deepening intimacy. Bit by bit she felt the air playing on her bare skin as he opened her shirt. She held her breath as he pushed it back, over her shoulders, down her arms.
“Kate,” he breathed. “You are exquisite.”
His praise sent tingles through her body. She still wore her brassiere, but felt her erect n*****s pressing through the silky material. He brushed his fingertips over them as he kissed her again, pulling erotically at her lips and tongue ... His hands slid around her back and unhooked her bra and pulled it off. The straps whispered over her arms, an
