Chapter 13

Nicholas knew he had to stop this. Now. Before things got completely out of control. Except she tasted so good. Felt so good. The softness of her curves was a perfect fit against the hardness of his. All of her was perfect, he discovered as he moved his hand beneath her blouse to touch the silky heat of her bare flesh, caressing upwards, until his fingers curved about the soft, up-tilting swell of her breast. Not too small. Not too large. Just a perfect fit in the palm of his hand.

His own body throbbed anew as Caroline gave a throaty groan and her head dropped back to break the kiss.

As Nicholas moved the soft pad of his thumb against the puckered pout of her nipple her breathing became labored and ragged, and he kissed down the length of her creamy throat to push aside the collar of her blouse so that his tongue and teeth could seek out the hollows at the base of her neck.

She tasted better than anything he had ever experienced before. The feel of her skin agains