"I'm going to bite your chest if you don't drop me this minute," she threatened again.
Lorenzo only chuckled in response—so she bit him.
"Ow, stop it. That hurts," he winced, but instead of letting her go, he tightened his arms around her, folding her so securely against himself that she couldn't move.
Ashley struggled... and failed.
"You're going to regret this!"
"Judging by how helpless you look right now, I doubt I'd regret anything anytime soon," Lorenzo teased, and she cursed under her breath.
Trapped against him, completely enveloped by the sweet, masculine scent of his body, she forced herself to channel her energy into fighting the unwanted desire blooming inside her. The heat of his body, the comfort—it was doing things to her feminine part she didn't want to acknowledge.
