Alexei felt the shudder work its way through her slender form and barely resisted the urge to curl himself around her. Something in his instincts told him that this was not a woman who was suffering from a chill. As a matter of fact, the temperature in the room seemed to be climbing exponentially. When she turned her head, he felt his attention drawn to the creamy expanse of neck, and following down to the impressive display of cleavage. His daze was broken slightly as she pressed the curve of her rear against him. Instinctively, his own hips pressed back against her, the rigid column of flesh sliding along the cleft of her firm globes.<br/><br/>"Ingrid," he whispered, his blue eyes sliding closed when the wave of pleasure passed through his body.