Forbidden Taboos : Steamy dark stories
he said as she pulled him inside.
But Elena just smiled, that wicked curve of her lips that undid him every time. "Can't we?" She wore a silk robe, loosely tied, revealing the swell of her breasts and the smooth expanse of her thigh. Before he could protest, she untied it, letting it pool at her feet. Naked, unashamed, she was a vision—curves sculpted by years he hadn't witnessed, nipples hardening in the cool air.