CHAPTER 53

　　She ached, she throbbed, she was desperate, and when he slid a hand beneath her hips and lifted her she wound her legs around him in instinctive invitation, urging him on.

　　She'd become accustomed to the wild, uninhibited nature of their love-making. Right from the start the sexual chemistry had been so explosive that there had been times when it was hard to know which of them was the most out of control. But this time felt different. Casper surged into her quivering, receptive body and then paused, his breathing ragged as he scanned her flushed cheeks. "Am I hurting you?"

　　"No." Not in the way he meant.

　　Holly closed her eyes tightly, moaning as he eased himself deeper, every thought driven from her head by the silken strength of him inside her.

　　She'd never known him so careful, and yet there was something about the slow, deliberate thrusts that were shockingly erotic.