He pushed with his arms, levering his torso up off the ground. Georgie's breath caught. She'd never seen an adult man's naked chest before. It was ridged and sculpted and sprinkled with short black hair. She fisted her hands at her sides to resist the urge to touch. When he pushed up farther and she got a glimpse of him below the waist, she averted her gaze. Oh, my. His manhood hung heavily from a nest of dark curls between his legs. Georgie felt wetness gather between her own. What ...