LINDA'S POV
Ralph didn’t say anything, but his eyes darkened, filled with a clear desire. And then, instead of answering my question, his hand slipped under my jacket, warm against my skin.
He let his fingers gently trace a line down my back, while his other hand moved to cradle my neck. As he leaned in, he pressed his lips against my collarbone.
A shiver ran through me as his lips brushed against my neck, his wet, warm tongue sliding over my skin, arousing a desire I knew I wouldn't be able to suppress easily and… goodness, I struggled to hold my composure.
Suddenly I felt him place his hand on my bare breast—apparently, he had somehow managed to unhook my bra without me noticing.
My thoughts screamed at me to push him away, to tell him that we shouldn't be doing this. But I couldn't
