Somehow she knew he would take a love affair very seriously indeed. Once that pinpoint focus was engaged, he would throw himself body and soul into the liaison. In the the woman he decided to take as a lover. A shiver ran through her at the thought. To be the object of such ferocious regard was an alluring prospect, but it also gave her pause.
Elizabeth HoytGriffin, please,โ she whispered. โDo you want me?โ he asked. โYes!โ She tossed her head restlessly. Sheโd explode if he didnโt give her release soon. โDo you need me?โ He kissed her nipple too gently. โPlease, please, please.โ โDo you love me?โ And somehow, despite her extremis, she saw the gaping hole of the trap. She peered up at him blindly in the dark. She couldnโt see his face, his expression. โGriffin,โ she sighed hopelessly. โYou canโt say it, can you?โ he whispered. โCanโt admit it either.
Elizabeth HoytHe grunted and stirred, withdrawing from her. She only had a moment to be disappointed and then he flipped her to her back and rose over her, powerful and male. He casually parted her legs with his knees and thrust into her again, hot and hard. She gasped at the swift invasion, the lovely feeling, and then his face was next to hers, his big palms cradling her cheeks. โWhat I want,โ he drawled, โis ye. Nothinโ else.
Elizabeth HoytHe grinned, though his face was strained. โThatโs it, love. Use me to make yerself feel good.
Elizabeth Hoyt