Quote by Daria T. Rowan

“I smiled. Then I felt his hand in my hair again. He was running his fingers through it, gently at first, but it soon turned into a nape and scalp massage that made me shiver. His touch and proximity were electric, and the tingles I got from our contact were felt everywhere. Everywhere. He was soon poised above me, his gorgeous eyes searching my face for something before he claimed my lips again. It was even better this time, maybe because of how our bodies were positioned. I arched into him, wanting to feel as much of him as I could, as I tangled my fingers into his too-long hair and devoured his mouth greedily. Suddenly, nothing mattered more to me in this world than feeling as much of his weight on me as possible. I was floating despite being weighed down. I kept moaning shamelessly into his mouth and I could feel how much he loved it. I guessed that was how the marking worked. I could truly feel his enjoyment in my bones, and it spurred me on more than anything.”

Quote by Daria T. Rowan