QUOTE : God, I love your skin.”<br /><br />“My skin?” She glanced uncomprehendingly at her own arm when he rose from nibbling at her. “It’s brown.”<br /><br />“It’s melted chocolate and coffee with cream, exotic as the fucking desert, and so damn erotic. I have wet dreams about you naked on my sheets, your skin smooth and hot from the sun’s rays.”<br /><br />She swallowed, chest heaving. “You make me sound edible.”<br /><br />He purred. “You are.