Dasha thought something akin to plum taste assaulted her mouth.
Juicy.
Sweet.
Her husband’s lips were soft but moved roughly against hers. Nonetheless, she welcomed his punishing way, which oddly ignited the desire she had never felt before. She could almost literally hear the sizzling sound of it. Definitely, it was nothing like she experienced before.
For as long as she could remember, that is.
A soft moan broke free from her throat as she responded to Desmond’s passionate kiss. Unconsciously, she pulled him closer to her and slowly adjusted her body against his own. Her legs parted voluntarily to nestle his lower body more comfortably. It just came naturally to her, like instinct.
He groaned while he rubbed his hardness against her center. With their clothes on, she wished there
