Summer
When I had reached the study, I hadn’t even entered inside when I had been whirled back around and pressed to the wall beside the door and my lips had been captured by the hungry wolf. He had growled low in his throat as he had devoured my mouth. And then when I was literally starving for oxygen he had let go, only to grab my hand and suck my fingers that I had slid inside my panties. He had sucked them with relish, his blue eyes had never left mine and then he had bit on my lower lip, enough to leave a bruise and had said, “I’ll be back, Wife. And be prepared.”
It was three hours earlier and I still felt so wound up that I could literally scream my head off and the book I was reading wasn’t helping a bit. The main characters were going at it at the kitchen counter forgoing the br
