A Blissful Night with My Step-Father
She tried to pull away, but Raymond’s grip tightened, his other hand cupping her cheek.
“I shouldn’t have come here” She whispered, her voice breaking. “This is wrong.”
“Maybe” Raymond murmured, his thumb brushing against her skin, sending waves of heat through her body. “But it doesn’t feel wrong.”
Before she could protest, his lips were on hers, capturing her in a kiss that was both desperate and tender.
Ginny’s resolve crumbled, and she found herself kissing him back with equal fervor, all the emotions she had been trying to suppress bubbling to the surface.