Chapter 27

His fingers slid over her shoulders and down her back, caressing her hipbones briefly, before moving on to her bottom. Filling his hands with the rounded globes, he brought her deliberately against him, rotating his hips so she was made unmistakably aware of the pressure of his erection.

“Do you feel that?” he asked, his voice thick with emotion. “Yes, of course you do. But do you have any idea what it’s like to be this close to you and not be a part of you?”

“Kaleb—”

“You drive me crazy,” he went on, as if she hadn’t spoken, thrusting his thigh between her legs. “Stark, staring crazy, and I still want you even closer to me, under me, spreading your legs for me, to give me some relief from this torment you’re putting me through.”

“Kaleb—”

“Do not try to tell me I don’t know what I’m saying,” he snarled. “I know. I know, Sasha. Believe me.”

“Kaleb, please—”

The husky tone of her voice vibrated through him, but he was too far gone to listen to