“I felt the shape of my name on his lips more than once, and I dragged him onto the lounge with me without giving a damn about where we were anymore. The moment was perfect, and I wanted to keep… — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“Liv licked her lips and dragged her fingers through her hair. The elevator pinged open, and she walked to his door, aware of how her thighs rubbed together, how her nipples tightened, and how damp she already was, anticipating everything.” — Elyssa Patrick Copy Share Image
