French Connection Vol. 3
“In the backseat, I snuggled under his arm, my fingers tracing patterns across his flat stomach. Absently, I wondered what it must've been like to watch him walk out of the ocean, his clothes clinging to every dip and curve of his body.
My stomach tightened with desire.
He kissed the top of my head, then moved down to my temple. The brush of his lips against skin made me shiver.
“I love you,” he breathed. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?”
I looked up at him. “About as much as I love you.”
His mouth lightly touched mine. “There are so many things I'm looking forward to doing to you.”
His eyes shone with desire, twisting things deep inside me. “And I can't wait to let you do them.”
Impossibly, his eyes darkened even more. “Fuck, Carrie. I'm not going to be able to walk into that hotel without embarrassing myself.”
I gave him a wicked grin and slid my hand down to the growing bulge at the front of his pants. He stifled a moan as I cupped his cock. “You've got nothing to be embar...rassed about.”MoreLess
My stomach tightened with desire.
He kissed the top of my head, then moved down to my temple. The brush of his lips against skin made me shiver.
“I love you,” he breathed. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?”
I looked up at him. “About as much as I love you.”
His mouth lightly touched mine. “There are so many things I'm looking forward to doing to you.”
His eyes shone with desire, twisting things deep inside me. “And I can't wait to let you do them.”
Impossibly, his eyes darkened even more. “Fuck, Carrie. I'm not going to be able to walk into that hotel without embarrassing myself.”
I gave him a wicked grin and slid my hand down to the growing bulge at the front of his pants. He stifled a moan as I cupped his cock. “You've got nothing to be embar...rassed about.”MoreLess
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