Can you pretty please give us some more of His Blood Sun? You've already got me salivating over it. 😋
I can’t promise this chunk will definitely make an appearance, but it’s just something that I have wrote down for it.
Having his hands roam down the sides of my body made me feel miniscule, weak. It was no surprise that his physique was part of what helped him to make a living. I could feel his strength with even the smallest of touches, his lips probing over my neck, his hips grinding against me, a small grunt seemingly imprisoned within his throat.
The floorboards creaked beneath his feet, my legs tightening around him and my back scraping against the wall.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” He gasped.
“Yes.” I replied with ease, gripping at his hair so I could realign his head and force his lips on mine.