She could feel the side of his towel against her naked back.

Lying across his lower body is a broad naked back.

His fingers were like fire as they traced down her naked back.

In one long slow stroke, she ran her hands up his naked back.

He slips an arm inside the shift and around her naked back.

The long arrow had taken Bay in the middle of his naked back.

After all, when was the last time she'd looked at her naked back?

And his naked back wasn't anything to sneeze at, either.

Hadn't she been half dreaming when she'd run her hands up his naked back?

He ran his fingers down the length of her naked back.