I felt you along the small of my back,
Your weight upon me, welcome and vivid,
Fluttering kisses at my neck, heated hands
Imprinted at my hips as you moved over me,
Waking me from my rest,
Feeding me your energy, drifting to my feet,
A prayer murmured close to my skin,
A whisper as soft and fluent as your touch
In the dark, drifting over me,
Pulling me back into your arms again,
Pushing against me, claiming and possessing,
Just as you used to move and sway me,
As you used to create and stir the waves.
A flood of desire,
Potent and more powerful than a typhoon
Pulls me under and I’m drowning, swallowing water,
Spinning in the maelstrom,
Maria, raised in the Mafia and educated by the gangs of New York, is hunting the man who killed her Akalina, and she will kill anyone who gets in her way.
What if you were named as heir to a Will that you knew nothing about and members of your family were being kidnapped and tortured for information they didn't have? What if you went to the police only to find out the Russian Mafia and your own govern
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Especially these lines:
Just as you used to move and sway me,
As you used to create and stir the waves.
-gene.