“
Open your mouth, tesoro.” He angled her face higher. “Open your mouth for me.”
At his raw demand, her eyes flared wide. For a drunken moment, he drowned in glorious brown, rich, autumnal, sensual.
”
― Seven Nights in a Rogue's Bed
― Seven Nights in a Rogue's Bed
“
He swallowed again and tightened his grip so even if she wanted to leave, she couldn’t. It astonished him how difficult it was to find the one word he needed after these exquisite days. The one word he had no right to say.
He forced the forbidden syllable from his tight throat.
“Stay.
”
― Seven Nights in a Rogue's Bed
― Seven Nights in a Rogue's Bed
