She could definitely feel how badly he wanted her in that touch. In his voice, even in the way he looked at her in fleeting, intense glances. She mirrored that want in her eyes, in her breath, and the way her thigh clung and dragged on his side.
Then he pulled back and the sight of him made her mouth go dry. He was... perfect. She'd never seen a man like him. A heady whisper she didnt realize escaped called for God in praise as he pulled the last bit of fabric from her body.