The second round had her sighing a purr of unrestrained, budding arousal, and the third had a quiver permanently setting up shop in her already-cinched belly. It was Rhys she had seen, leaning over her, murmuring in her ear. She couldn’t quite make out what he was saying and tipped her head towards him. That was when she felt his breath, his fingers tangling in her hair to pull her head back, baring her neck for his soft lips. They caressed her throat, causing a shiver to shudder through her, and she lost herself to the sensation. It felt incredible. Her own guttural moan roused her, her eyes fluttering before closing again. The image wavered with her brief awakening, and then settled. His hands were on her… Wait, her hands… The image flashed again as she blinked, tried to focus, and gave up. No… his hands. Addison had a brief moment of clarity as her mind struggled to awaken, aware of Rhys like never before. Something mystical flowed between them, strengthening their connection, solidifying their link.
What do You think about Connected (Twists Of Fate #1)?
