Fierce satisfaction lit his features and he curled his hand behind her neck, pulling her down to him as their lips met in a heated rush. She went down on top of him, her hands splayed over his muscled chest, fingertips pressing deep into his flesh.
He kissed her hungrily, his mouth feeding ravenously from hers. His free hand slid up her side and around to cup her breast until her n*****s were taught and rigid, tingling, wanting his touch, his mouth.
“You have no idea what your happiness means to me,” he said as he pulled his mouth from hers. “That I make you happy … Sophia, you can’t possibly know how much that humbles me. That you trust me. After what I did …”
Pain and regret immediately swamped his features and Sophia fiercely put her fingers to his mouth.
“James, no. That’s behind u
