Six Sentence Sunday... 'Forfeit'

I hope you're having a great Sunday, and that these six sentences from my new erotic romance novel 'Forfeit' (published on Thursday 19th) heat things up a bit!


He stood up slowly, still taller than her even when she was wearing the come-and-fuck-me heels. She didn’t speak; just watched him wordlessly as he stood inches from her. His scent surrounded her, that masculine mix of aftershave, soap, of his arousal, mingled together, stirring her body. He was behind her now, his breath warm against the back of her neck, then he reached out, ran the back of his hand down the side of her face, down her neck, the gentle touch scorching a trail. Her tongue darted out, dampening her lips, and she was dimly aware that she was swaying under his touch, swaying into his hand. Against his body. 

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