CHAPTER 21

Heath shifted on the chair, drawing her attention to the unmistakable ridge of his erection. He was there, right at the end of her bed. So close and yet not nearly close enough.

“Heath… I need you…”

She breathed in raggedly as she stared back at him, feeling the heat of his body, even if too far away, enfolding her, the warmth wrapping around her like a cloud of comfort.

It sent shivers chasing up her spine to realize she had never known anything like this before.

At the same time, Rowena realized how swollen her breasts were, the nipples throbbing in longing. Between her thighs, her wet sex pulsed, spilled its precious moisture, and further slickened the plump lips there.

“I can smell your desire,” he whispered as he stared back at her with drowsy sensuality. “Hot and sweet. Do you know what that does to me, Rowena?”

“What?”

Her breathing was rough now, heavy, as she fought to drag in the air to combat the extreme excitement his voice