His arms wrapped around her and he felt the rise and fall of her chest. He always woke early, but the sensual woman next to him made him sleep in an hour later than normal. The fresh scent of her hair filled him and he wondered how he could ever say goodbye to her when she woke up. He didn’t want...
She couldn’t clean herself enough, couldn’t stop crying. She hated herself as much as she hated him. Despite all her training and everything she did to control herself, she had come first, and worse, she had liked it. Liked it a lot. Five years without him, without his hands touching her, caressi...