Page 39 of Sleighed By the Dublin Devil

I bury my face into his bare chest, breathing in the scent of sex and cedar and storm. His arms tighten around me like he knows. Like he forgives me already. I want to believe that. But I haven't even opened the ledger yet. And the moment I do… he’ll never look at me like this again.

1.I love your body.

2.Please, my love.

3.You are beautiful

4.Lost

5.Come to me, my dear

6.You are my life