I hope you're having a great Sunday, and that these six sentences from my new erotic romance novel 'Forfeit' (published on Thursday 19th) heat things up a bit!
He stood up slowly, still taller than her even
when she was wearing the come-and-fuck-me heels. She didn’t speak; just watched
him wordlessly as he stood inches from her. His scent surrounded her, that
masculine mix of aftershave, soap, of his arousal, mingled together, stirring
her body. He was behind her now, his breath warm against the back of her neck,
then he reached out, ran the back of his hand down the side of her face, down
her neck, the gentle touch scorching a trail. Her tongue darted out, dampening
her lips, and she was dimly aware that she was swaying under his touch, swaying
into his hand. Against his body.
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