Early Mornings...
He drew her to him, his lips hovering just above her ear. “You make me want to forget the world ~ forget every meeting, every responsibility, just to spend hours carving verses into your skin with my hands, my mouth.”
Her gasp broke into a tremor as his grip tightened, his need pressing against her. She lifted her gaze, caught in the storms within his eyes.
“Please,” she breathed, the single word spilling out like surrender.
~beccawise7💜🖤















