Wild Desire
It seemed about as likely as one of his masturbatory fantasies, and yet it was happening.
‘Oh dear, what an absolute drag,’ she muttered, flipping off the tiny microcomputer, ‘I’ve to be out of here in half an hour. And tomorrow I’m off to the South of France to research my next novel.’ She slid the gadget back in her pocket, and reached out to touch his face. ‘We could be hot together, you and I. I just know it!’ Her hand dropped to his, took the book, then slid it into his pocket, ‘You can read that later, my sweet. When I’ve gone...’ She took his empty hand, drew it to her mouth and kissed it moistly, running his tongue over his empty palm. Elliot knew now he could die a happy man. ‘Come
Sikat na Kabanata