A New Day
HILARIE LAY ON A WHITE bed. Everything in the room was white: the bed, the walls, the floor, the nightstand, the door.
Everything except for the guy on top of her.
“May I kiss you?” Eric asked as he traced a pattern on her collarbone.
“Yes,” she whispered.
He put his mouth on hers, instantly vanquishing her thoughts and destroying the words on the tip of her tongue.
“May I take off your dress?” he asked, holding the straps of her gown.
“Yes,” she said without thinking.
Too impatient to deal with zippers and knots, he tore off her dress. She opened her mouth, about to scold him for being so careless with something so expensive, but she gasped instead as he squeezed her breast. His name left her lips in a scream when he kissed her neck, then her breasts, then her stomach, t
