His whole body stilling as her small pink tongue darted across his flat male nipple, small hands moving across the bare skin covering his abdominal muscles, Thomas closed his eyes for a moment.
“Savannah,” he warned in a low, husky tone. Telling her in a single turn of her name that if she continued what she was doing, they would not be heading down to breakfast right away. And he was hungry. Then again, he was not blameless himself, as his hand stroked over the firm swell of her ass and an already hardening erection was caught between them. She was hot, naked and wet, rubbing against him, while touching him. The morning dosage of their drugs had not even been consumed yet, but he already wanted to be back inside her and have her back to screaming his name.