sabato 25 novembre 2017


"I love you" She punctuated each word with a kiss. "I'm also infuriated with you". More kisses. "If you ever hang up on me again after yelling at me, I will -"
He swallowed her words in an openmouthed kiss that was pure sex, one hand thrust into her hair. The twist unraveled under his roughness, liquid silk over his hands. Thea loved him; she'd said it without hesitation, without even a split second's delay after his own declaration.
The woman he adored loved him.
Rock Courtship by N.Singh