“Nod if you want this. If you don’t, I’ll step away,” he ordered, his breath caressing my ear. My heart was cloud nine. He was making sure I was okay. After everything, he was making sure that I was okay. I nodded, clinging to him, my breasts pressed against his hard chest. I needed less clothes and more skin, more him. “You sure?” “Denver, touch me,” I begged.
