Quote by Sherry Thomas
““And in the depth of her eyes were all these years—seasons they’d known, paths they’d trod. Slowly he entered her again. Everything reflected in her gaze: shyness, yearning, ripples of pleasure. The pleasure turned fierce, then ferocious. He labored to draw breath. In the wash of her climax, she closed her eyes. He closed his own eyes and yielded to the moment.””
