Gage
We've kissed before but not like that. Not like this. I crave her. I crave her body, her taste, her soul, everything about her. Hearing her tell me she loves me feels like it broke a dam. The fear of course is there but the look on her face when she thought I might run sprung me into action because I didn't want to run. I wanted to be here with her. She was slowly becoming my everything. In every way that a woman can be that is.
Her arms flew around my neck and I walked her back and caged her body in on the wall of the barn with my arms. This was real. This was primal. This was desperation all poured into both of us. I lifted her and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I tapped her thigh. “Good girl” I growled in between kisses. Her pupils dilated at the praise.
This woman love
