Sunday, September 16, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday- Confessions

He guided her down to the floor between his legs. Before leaning back, she slipped her t-shirt off, revealing the navy tank top. His strong hands slid over her skin and she sunk back against him. She’d forgotten how strong he was, how needy she felt when he touched her. As if by magic, her body slowly began to relax underneath his touch. He kneaded her skin with the palms of his hands. The more he touched her, the more she felt at ease. She leaned forward a bit, making his legs embrace the rest of her body.

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1 comment:

  1. Nice six. Probably the best I've read today. :) Thanks for sharing. Love your cover too.