-Blanche-
“Andre,” I moaned. He kissed my neck pressing me against the door the second we closed it. His hands were all over my body.
“My love,” he mumbled between wet kisses all over my neck and clavicle. I felt his smile against my tender skin. His delicious lips. His warm breath…
His body's heat made me jump on him, hug his neck with my arms and his waist with my legs.
Andre’s hunger was driving me crazy. I wanted him. I needed him, too…
“There is a bed,” Andre chuckled, carrying me effortlessly there, with a huge grin.
It was a classic wood four-poster bed, and I'd have noticed more but I was busy kissing Andre’s neck, his chin… His hands squeezed my flesh, tempting my soul.
I was out of breath when Andre placed me gently on the bed.
Andre took off his shirt, showing me his
