She swore his erection grew even harder beneath her. She’d never experienced a conflict of emotions quite this severe. She bit her tongue to keep from whimpering at the thought of him. The hand that held her ribs had loosened as well. And his fingers were now dragging small zigzagging patterns under her breasts and along her stomach. Her eyes fluttered at the featherlight touches he left along her delicate skin. It was the most inebriating feeling. She wondered what it would feel like if they were just a bit lower...