The way he was taking his time got her going. It was funny. Margo usually enjoyed the way she got men worked up beyond their control, stripping their clothes in a frenzy, their mouths crashing into hers… But Seth definitely had control of himself. It would take more than a little flash of thigh and some words to drive him crazy.

“Well, tell me, then,” She pushed herself up onto her elbows, her back resting against a cushion. “What is it that you find yourself craving, Seth?” Margo looked at him with a sultry gaze. If all of her charms were working properly, she knew exactly what he should have been craving. She wanted the same thing.

“Maybe Mother Nature can oblige.” Her lips curled into a wicked smile. Seth was a challenge to her and she always took on challenges with enthusiasm. Life that went too smoothly was boring. She needed something like Seth around to throw her the occasional curveball to have fun with.