Chapter – Doms Choice
The broken tone of her voice and the sharp flip from pure ecstasy and playful pleasure painted all over her supple form, to taunt muscles and shivers of anxious fear.
Too late….I noticed it too f*****g late!
Isiah wanted to shout at himself in fury as he felt his lover rip her warmth out of his arms in visceral terror. The dark wave of Dark rage and disgust that swept over his stomach and heart nearly made his breath catch and his fists ache to punch a hole in the wall.
He hated it. Despised this. The simple reality that Reggie and so many other things just kept steeping in to pull them apart, just when he was convinced that he had her….all of her to himself again. The way things used to be. Perhaps it had been foolish of himself to let his own hopes swell so wide
