Sunday, 11 March 2012
Six Sentence Sunday - WIP
Still without uttering a word, he slanted his mouth over hers and kissed every last ounce of breath from her lungs.
Hayley’s pulse raced as his kiss claimed her. That’s what it was, a claiming. This was Mitch branding her, obliterating every last memory of the way Ty’s body had so recently possessed hers. The all consuming power of Mitch’s kiss, the bold, sensous thrust of his tongue, caused more of a physical response in Hayley than anything Ty had ever done to her. If there had been a shred of doubt remaining that she’d made a mistake in sending Ty away, Mitch’s kiss would have eradicated it.
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