Maverick Hale
“Sage, what are you doing?”
Desire leaks from her metallic orbs, completely obliterating all sense of control. With her palm’s rested upon my chest, fingertips initiating sparks in their wake. We don’t break the connection, seemingly staring deep into her soul that subtly being overturned with my darkness.
“I want you.” She declares boldly that I’m caught off guard.
While I knew our standpoints indicated we were mutually interested in each other, what I didn’t expect was for Sage to be this bare about it. She causes the hair on my skin to stand, the fire providing an illuminating glow upon her porcelain skin.
My hands grip her waist as she curls into the croak of my neck, I can feel her heated breath against my skin and leading a trail of soft kisses. Swallow
