Date: 2011-07-16 07:26 am (UTC)
She could play coy and naughty at the same time and he rather loved that about the woman. What an egotistical jerk like himself really wanted tonight was her voice to raise the rafters in that over-dramatic shrill.

She was left in nothing once he'd rid her of ever shred of clothing, fingers digging into her skin. He'd run her ragged until she had no voice left.

He knew Chelsea had put a big road block between them, but right now it was as if he was shifted back into that passionate time period when they'd met, when he'd been still married and this had been still new.
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