With face buried in Sparkle’s neck, Josh fought to slow his thundering heart. He’d never experienced anything like that in his life. He loved s*x, always had, but this was so much more than s*x, it had rocked him to his core.
Sweet f***s. Whatever this emotional and physical connection between them was, he wanted more of it with Sparkle. As much as he could have before he got on that plane in a few hours. Being with her was the only thing that truly eased the constant bombardment of guilt and restlessness he’d felt since the night he left his secured place to come to Harlem.
She was still wound around him, holding him deep inside her, and he felt it would be better not to break the connection. But her legs and arms were trembling with fatigue, and he didn’t want her to be uncomfortable f
