DIRTY SINS: A compilation of short forbidden stories
He kissed my forehead softly, the earlier roughness melting into something almost tender as they caught their breath.
Then he slid off me onto the bed beside me, letting out a long, heavy breath that seemed to drain the tension from the room.
“That was very intense,” I said, still catching my breath. I turned my head to look at him, and he was already looking back at me. A soft laugh slipped out of me, and he smiled in return.
“I’m glad you’re here,” I said, staring up at the ceiling for a moment, letting the silence settle.
“You’re actually sweeter than I expected,” he murmured, brushing a hand lightly along me in a way that sent a quiet shiver through my body. “Too bad your husband doesn’t