His arousal rose solid and thick against her belly, and the soft towel agitated her straining nipples.
She felt the thick, long proof of his arousal hard against her belly, but his effort to provide comfort rather than tend his own pleasure made her feel even safer in her killer's arms.
She felt his arousal against her backside, while his other hand rested on the bare skin of her hip.
He relished the sensations of her hot mouth and soft skin, the scent of her arousal and the way her body molded against his.
The heat of his bare chest beneath her hands and the hardness of his arousal against her belly made need roar to life within her.
Her arousal was another turn on.
Her eyes swirled with arousal, and her parted, plump lips threatened his resolve.