“She scooted up tighter and kissed him, hearing the stomp and rhythm of lust pulse in her blood. A rhythm as primitive as time.”
D.D. Ayres“She kissed him tonight, just like she had the first time twelve years ago, with everything she had.”
D.D. Ayres, Rival Forces“She scooted up tighter and kissed him, hearing the stomp and rhythm of lust pulse in her blood. A rhythm as primitive as time.”
D.D. Ayres, Rival Forces