Isis sucked in her breath as the brutal cold slammed into her bare breasts and shoulders. She tried to sit up, but she was still lethargic, and Rusty stopped her, pinning her into the corner of the couch with his huge lean frame. In the dark she saw his dark head come down, and the cold was forced back a little when she felt one of his large hands crush her breast, felt his mouth close over her nipple. .....