He nearly came apart at the soft brush of damp feminine curls against his heated flesh.

"Don't think of anything except how I make you feel," he murmured against my heated flesh.

The breeze would feel good against her heated flesh.

She felt like she would melt into the pole at that heated flesh so close to her own.

He could smell the heated flesh of the animals.

"Magic," he said, pressing his lips to her heated flesh again.

Then her hand found its way under his kilt, a cold, sure touch on his heated flesh, and he lost all power of speech.

The insects were beginning to find us, drawn by the musk of our heated flesh.

His hands were large and hard and cool on my heated flesh.

His fingers felt blessedly cool against her heated flesh.