What a Woman Wants: An Erotic Novella
Her eyes were following his hands, so rough, so common looking, and so calloused, but the effect on her white thighs was maddening, and she almost shivered with excitement. More
She forgot everything about the physical features of his hands and began to concentrate on their effect as she felt right on her soft, unmarked skin. She shivered involuntarily, and he glanced up from where he lay between her long legs, answering the question in her gray gaze. His green eyes flashed, reflecting the lightning bolting down outside the French doors that led to her balcony. The scene for her as if was taking place in a heaven that she had dreamt, achieved, and formed.