His love was all-consuming, a deep abyss that pulled her towards a pinprick of passion that she had held subdued for all these years. And as he tasted her skin, the scent of her own desire driving him senselessly onward, pounding and unrelenting, she felt a possession of herself, an understanding of her most untrodden fears and unspoken wishes. She had found herself in him, and only he alone could understand what he’d given her.
Written by Vicki Sweets.
VICKI SWEETS 