Chapter 17

"Simon, please…!" Sara groaned in breathless protest, even as she felt her own nipples ache beneath her blouse. Just from listening to Simon describe having her make love to him? Oh, God…!

His eyes were dark now, burning with the same desire that coursed through Sara. "But I have not yet finished telling you how beautiful you are." He gave a self-derisive shake of his head. "First let me say that you do not need to lose even one pound in weight. You are perfection just as you are," he added firmly, his voice once again clipped and precise, but this time with forceful decisiveness rather than anger.

She gave a rueful shake of her head." I—"

"Sara, there are very few men who actually prefer women with no breasts or hips," he continued determinedly. "That is a myth which has been perpetrated by dress designers and by women themselves, I believe," The darkness of his gaze swept over her appreciatively. "The fullness of your breasts is exactly the right size to fit perf