Chapter Seven
She was losing him. He’d tensed the second she’d put her hand on his leg. “I-I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking. I didn’t…” Her face burned. “I was just really into you… into this. I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable.”
Shit.
How could she not lose her mind when he touched her the way he did? Being with him was like nothing she’d ever experienced. A cosmic union of massive proportions. Did he not feel it too?
With a sigh, he dropped to an elbow next to her. Surely it was a good sign he kept his hand on her belly, caressing in slow circles? After a long moment, he spoke, voice thick with emotion. “I’m not used to people touching me. Not for pleasure.”
Her heart squeezed at the heaviness in his voice. She placed her hand on his thigh. “Does it hurt?”
He shook his head.
