Harrison…
My hands burrowed into her hair, her hands reached up in answer. She moved her hands behind my head to draw me closer. Cold chills sizzled against the backs of my knees in glaring contrast to the hot and demanding heat pulling at me from the inside.
Her lips tasted like strawberries on a sunny day. The more her lips parted, giving way for our tongues to dance in synchrony, the more I craved to swallow her whole.
Breathless, I pulled away, lifting her head up, so I could stare into those mesmerizing eyes of hers. Her expression was stark, honest, and intense. I could hear her even though she wasn’t speaking yet.
I let out a deep sigh, as thoughts of what I wanted to do to her, flooded my mind. Her expression suddenly changed, she seemed uncomfortable under my gaze and began
