Ingrid felt her breath in deep, ragged jags as he maneuvered her into position straddling him. She felt her teeth bite into her bottom lip as he eased her gown off her shoulders and down her chest, letting it slip until it hung around her waist, leaving her bare to his gaze, taste and touch.<br/><br/>She had never felt so exposed or vulnerable before, and yet, it was also not enough. She wanted desperately to have him feel more of her, to expose more of her. She wanted to feel her icy skin against his heat. She wanted him to...to...she didn't even have words to describe what she wanted as she felt his lips, teeth and tongue tease her nipples.<br/><br/>Gasping softly, she instinctively pulled herself closer to him, her fingers running through his hair as her hips ground into his.