Crossing The Bridge
He has the kindest eyes, even when they transition to his vamp eyes, and his smile is warm and inviting.
I turn and get on all fours to face him for a good morning kiss, he bites his lower lip, and I move in for the kill. The intensity and sexiness of his kiss are something of a dream.
With my arms wrapped around his neck, I move to spread my legs to wrap them around his waist, when the soreness rocks my core hard, “Ouch, ugh, argh,” I yelp out in pain. “My kitten, I am so sorry you are sore,” he says softly to me. “I am not sorry,” I say with a seductive smile.
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