“Unbalanced?” She nodded vehemently as she lifted her hips to meet the thrust of his fingers. “Insane. P-positively mad.” She opened bleary, lust-hazed eyes to spear him with vibrant blue. “What are you doing to me?” He captured her mouth in a heavy, drugging kiss, using his free hand to undo the placket of his trousers. “Loving you,” he whispered… — Edie Harris Copy Share
“Shh, kitten,” he whispered in English once more, nuzzling her temple, mouth open and hot against her ear. “Trust me.” His palms… — Edie Harris Copy Share Image
“Her hands clutched at his upper arms. “Y-you make me feel…” He glanced up at her, saw the way she was biting… — Edie Harris Copy Share Image
