Catching Her Breath by Liza Mitchell

He’s determined to sweep her off her feet,
leave her breathless… mark her as his own.
Avery
He was still grinning, like he could tell exactly what kind of effect that challenge had on her. It was a smug smile. The smile of a man who’s used to getting everything he wants. And he wanted her, for a weekend he’d never forget. So entitled… and so hot.
Garland
“Who were you thinking about?” he asked, reaching out his hand and skimming a finger along the exposed skin above her shirt.
“You,” she answered, her eyes fixed on his hand.
“What was I doing​?”
Her pulse beat in her neck, and her eyes never left his.
“Tell. Me,” he ground out.