Chapter Eight
Darlene had been more upset by Idris’s outburst than she had let on. Mark had given her his address, and thirty minutes later she pulled up to a duplex on the opposite side of town.
He let her in and she went willingly. In an effort to ease her mind, they slept together again. Darlene threw herself at him the moment she stepped inside, craving his touch and the rough comfort he brought to her. Idris’s words faded as Mark entered her, mumbling dirty words in her ear, making her blush. He ravished her, telling her how much he wanted her from the moment he saw her.
Darlene knew he wanted her. With each thrust, Mark looked into her eyes as if she was the only woman in the world. It gave her sunshine in her dark moments. She knew they were doing their relationship backward – th
