Don’t Ruin This
It’s that time again!
Well, today I’m posting on a Tuesday as I didn’t want to steal my girls thunder on Thursday.
Teaser Tuesday:
I moaned, loud, and in a flash his hand was once again covering my mouth.
‘Don’t ruin this,’ he threatened.
Caught up in the moment, I stilled. And even though he hadn’t listened to me in the library, this felt different. It was different. I hadn’t said no, because in my heart, I wanted this.
I nodded—or attempted to, anyway. The position he had trapped me in making it difficult for me to move much.
Until next time,
