devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
The softness of his lips against hers was too much. It was too real. It was passion in a way that flings with random strangers could never come close to, mostly because Eloise never let it. But with Saiden, it had never really been her choice. Gasping against him as if she might inhale his kiss and keep it forever, she felt dams breaking inside of her belly and her heart that she knew she had to stop.
Her tongue lashed out against his after a moment, her lips devouring his own as her hands tugged at his hair. The leg she'd wrapped around him now tensed in earnest, as Eloise focused on the exquisite heat building low in her belly and nothing else.
Not the things he'd said. Not the kindness of him amidst the storm.
Her tongue lashed out against his after a moment, her lips devouring his own as her hands tugged at his hair. The leg she'd wrapped around him now tensed in earnest, as Eloise focused on the exquisite heat building low in her belly and nothing else.
Not the things he'd said. Not the kindness of him amidst the storm.
what doesn't kill me makes me want you more
