He lay down beside her, reaching for her, covering her breasts with his hands, seeking them with his lips. Her arms wound around him, holding him close as she pressed her nakedness against him. His hands made an intimate search of her shoulders, and a golden warmth spread through her veins.

 

He whispered Spanish love words, praising her beauty, celebrating her sensuality. Her body seemed to have a life of its own and she succumbed, turning, opening, like the petals of a flower.

 

Then she felt him move upon her, demanding her response, tantalizing her with his mouth, bringing her ever closer to that which had always eluded her and kept itself nameless from her.

 

Her body flamed beneath his kiss ...