Olive really didn't think she could be more turned on than she already had been, and then Victor made that sound, and she felt an actual shiver go down her spine. (And never again would she mock paperback bodice-rippers for describing something that hot so accurately.)

She hooked a leg across the backs of his, arching her back so she could kiss him again. It was becoming increasingly imperative that she be touching him as much as she possibly could.