Savannah braced her hands on the counter when he pulled away, panting. She felt like she was going to fall in a heap on the floor so she leaned back aqgainst the mirror, closing her eyes and taking many deep breaths.
When she finally opened her eyes again she looked at Thomas. Those hazel eyes of her siwrled with emotion as a smile formed on her lush lips. There was no hint of a blush in her cheeks, just pure contentment in the moment.
Standing was not an option for her and she knew it. If she even tried she would fall in a heap. She noticed his eyes on her neck and a starled look in his face. "What's wrong?" she asked softly, tilting her head a little.