the slow burn - part six
excerpt: “I think there’s nothing sexier than swordplay.” She bites lightly at the tip of her finger. The sweeping hush is broken by nervous giggling. A hot rush of blood pounds in his ears, and he thinks that might be the sexiest thing ever put in words delivered by that soft, silky bedroom voice. And seriously she shouldn’t do that. It’s too much - too little. He just can’t - breathe.
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