Luke's kisses were all-consuming. He enraptured all her senses and threw her off balance by his gravitational pull, and she loved it. She loved him.

His fingers slid down her throat as he deepened his kiss. Luke moved slowly, deliberately, owning her flesh. His hand cupped her neck, fingers at the sides as he squeezed, choking her. Johanna moaned deep in her throat. Wet heat flooded her core and she squeezed her thighs to ease the ache. She was so sensitive to his touch, so filled ...