Rough Surrender
“Standing there, being cuddled, seemed something she would keep doing for ages.
“Mmm. Soon,” she said softly, as if unwilling to move just yet.
Leonhardt released one of her wrists and took a step toward the bathroom, drawing her with him. “I think it’s time for us both have one. Come.”
He gestured ahead, letting his gaze dwell on the sweet roundness of her breasts and newly inked bottom. Getting her all soaped up could be an interesting affair, though some ink might wash away. It would be prude...nt to check the writing afterward.
She eyed him suspiciously, one eyebrow twitching up. “Both of us? At once?”
“Yes.”
“Ah.” Pink flushed across her cheekbones and, for the tiniest moment, she flicked her gaze downward, toward his cock. Her blush deepened.
Obviously, she was intrigued. Nice. He brushed the back of his finger across her parted lips then her cheek and opened his hand to cup the side of her head. Those glossy black waves fell cool across his skin.
At the instinctive tilt of her head into his hand a novel emotion transfixed him–the same one that had made him talk about marriage on the spur of the moment.MoreLess
“Mmm. Soon,” she said softly, as if unwilling to move just yet.
Leonhardt released one of her wrists and took a step toward the bathroom, drawing her with him. “I think it’s time for us both have one. Come.”
He gestured ahead, letting his gaze dwell on the sweet roundness of her breasts and newly inked bottom. Getting her all soaped up could be an interesting affair, though some ink might wash away. It would be prude...nt to check the writing afterward.
She eyed him suspiciously, one eyebrow twitching up. “Both of us? At once?”
“Yes.”
“Ah.” Pink flushed across her cheekbones and, for the tiniest moment, she flicked her gaze downward, toward his cock. Her blush deepened.
Obviously, she was intrigued. Nice. He brushed the back of his finger across her parted lips then her cheek and opened his hand to cup the side of her head. Those glossy black waves fell cool across his skin.
At the instinctive tilt of her head into his hand a novel emotion transfixed him–the same one that had made him talk about marriage on the spur of the moment.MoreLess
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