Chapter 55 - War Between Soul And Body

André's control was slipping. He knew it. Every thrust was jagged, irregular, clumsy even, but he didn't care. His body had a mind of its own, completely betraying him, and he felt his face heat as his lips found her neck again. He kissed her there, soft and lingering, and then he moved lower, trailing to her chest. He sucked gently on her nipples, teasing, biting just enough to make her shiver. Her left hand was tied with the cravat, stiff against the bed, and her right hand he had pinned, crushing her wrist softly.