“Has any woman ever touched you?" she asked as she splayed her fingers over his thigh. "No." "Do you want a woman to touch you?" "No." She stilled, and Clay pushed himself up. He cradled her check in his palm.… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“He moved up and my ankles reveled under his scuplted hands. Sudden panic overtook me as I realized he was about to move up to my calves. I hadn't shaved! "Wait!" I said, sitting halfway up. "Not my legs. They're-"… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share Image
