She didn’t need to touch him to leave her mark—her presence alone lingered like heat on bare skin.
She was the kind of desire that stayed long after the moment passed, a quiet obsession that crept into his thoughts and refused to leave.
She didn’t need to touch him to leave her mark—her presence alone lingered like heat on bare skin.
She was the kind of desire that stayed long after the moment passed, a quiet obsession that crept into his thoughts and refused to leave.