روايات وقصص ضمن Carly Phillips Dare To Love Series

I dare not call it lovemaking because it's anything but. Carly leans in closer, her perfectly manicured nails brushing a strand of hair from my face. The touch is mockingly gentle, but her words cut deep. “Maybe I’ll give him something real to celebrate,” she whispers, her breath hot against my skin. I just stare at her making sure she sees the hickeys Ryker left on my neckline.