72 Sleeping with Her Boss

Melody felt his body pressed against hers, as if they were made for each other. His hands traced the curve of her spine, sending shivers down her body. He pulled her closer, his hardness evident against her.

Morgan's mouth moved slowly across her jaw and neck. His hands and lips left a path of flaming wherever they went.

She felt a rush of heat between her legs as she noticed her own excitement, and her head tilted back in pleasure as his mouth trailed down to the tender spots beneath her neck.

As he kissed her down the length of her collarbone, a powerful hand tugged at the hem of her dress, forcing her to grab onto his shoulders.

More. I want more, she said to herself.

Melody grasped the bottom of her gown by the hem and tugged it up to show that she was ready to remove it. Morgan chuckled heartily at her desire and reached out with strong hands to help her in yanking it off.