Surrender
She’d lit a candle and left it burning on the nightstand. It was her way of telling him it was going to be a romantic night. Any time he’d come into the bedroom and seen it, he knew to be prepared for one of two events. Either they’d f**k their brains out until they collapsed from sheer exhaustion, or the hours would be filled with tenderness and sensuous exploration. The anticipation made his d**k quiver.
Brix stood in the doorway and stared at the woman lying on her side, facing him, waiting for him. A thought raced through his mind as he permanently imprinted this moment in his brain. He wasn’t going to wear a condom, and Samra didn’t use contraceptives. Would this night create a new life? If it did, would she have a little girl like Mollie? Either way, if she got pregnant a
