thing to stop her.
Jayla couldn’t move, so she lay still, feeling sated,
exhausted and caught up in the aftereffects of remarkable sex. She stared up at the ceiling as she tried to calm the rhythm of her breathing. She smiled as she forced herself onto her side and faced Storm. He was lying flat on his
back with his eyes closed. He, too, took long, deep,
steadying breaths. When she saw he was once again
aroused, the sight of him sent her senses into a mindless sensuous rush all over again. He was as hard as a rock, seemingly ready for another round. How on earth was that possible?
She sighed deeply. “Everything I’ve heard about you is true, Storm.” She watched as he slowly lifted his eyes, slightly
turned his head and looked over at her.
“What have you heard about me?”
Every bone in her body felt as if it had melted, so she
chuckled huskily. “That you’re perfect in bed. Did you know some women call you, The Perfect Storm?”
Storm frowned. For some reason he didn’t want her to think about the other women he’d been with. And he didn’t want to think about them, either. The only woman he wanted to
think about was her. Instead of answering her question, he
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