The urgency in his kiss made her squirm under him, pulling him closer, her fingers fisting into his shirt. Her reaction made him even wilder. Augustine groaned against her lips, hands sliding down her waist, gripping her hips. Every kiss deepened, every breath shortened.
Anne gasped, her body arching into his, her fingers slipping under his shirt. "I need you," she breathed, trembling in need. "All of you."
The pregnancy hormones made her body flushed, her pulse racing, her need sharp and electric. She felt like her skin was too tight, like she'd combust if she didn't have him right now. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she kissed along his jaw, biting softly at his neck, drawing a low, feral sound from his throat.
They tore at each other's clothes in a blur of frantic movements. Shirts hit the floor, then pants, and underwear.
Anne's eyes glazed with lust, lips swollen from intense kisses. "I want to feel everything."
