He came up to stand behind her and swept the heavy red hair off her shoulder so he could kiss it. Chloe leaned back against him and sighed, her body melding with his. His body was instantly hard for her, desperate for her, needy for her. There was no other woman alive that turned him on so much or so immediately with just a sigh.

“Come to bed,” he whispered in her ear and she turned around, lifting her arms to circle his neck and kissed him.

“Make me,” she whispered ...