His hands abandon her only to catch hers to bring to the buttons of his shirt, encouraging her to at least release him from the thick cotton garment.

The rocking of her pelvis against him only served to drive him wild, face flushing not only from the heat of the fire, but that of their bodies' desperation and need. In truth, Robb hadn't felt this alive in a while, and he couldn't think of anything else as he shrugged free from his shirt.