Sunday, June 30, 2013

Six Sentence Sunday: No Strings Attached

 “I want to see you,” he whispered. “All of you.”
She nodded and bit down on her bottom lip as
he dragged her lacy black panties down her legs. She
helped kick them off, and then he stood, shoving them
in his pocket. If she was leaving him, she was leaving
him with a fucking souvenir of the best night of his life.
“Lie on the bed.”

1 comment:

  1. I can't wait to read this one. It's sitting on my kindle waiting for life to give me some time!