The Veiled Heart (The Velvet Basement Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
With his lips on hers, his hand slipped around her neck as his fingers pulled down on her chin so her mouth opened under his. Max. Delicious ripples of need pulsed through her as his tongue told her clearly what he wanted them to do. Max. He had a name now, and what a name. Lily’s hat shook loose and the box of sheaths fell to the grass as the distance between them disappeared. To curl her fingers in his hair, tighten her arms, and tug him closer was the most natural thing. Everything fell into place when they were like this. The world dropped away and it was just them and the hot thumping pulse of need that drove them. He must feel the same. The way he pushed her to respond to him, his touch, the tight squeeze of his fingers, the hungry desperate way he ate at her lips. A man didn’t do that if he didn’t feel something. Then there were the sounds he made as she arched into him, hungry sounds in the back of his throat and deep in his chest.
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