FRAGMENTS OF US
Kendrick’s grip on her waist tightened, his gray eyes darkening from tender grey to storm-black.
"Turn over, Liliana," he growled into her ear, his baritone heavy, thick, and demanding.
Lily’s breath caught in her throat, a thrill of eager heat shooting through her lower belly. She unclasped her legs from his waist, rolling over onto her stomach against the cool black silk. She pulled herself up onto her hands and knees, arching her back deeply, her bare buttocks lifted and inviting, her core dripping slick moisture down the insides of her thighs.