Friday, June 1, 2012

Wrath by Nichelle Gregory

He'd caught her. There was no escaping his wrath. She held his gaze, breathing hard, wet and wanting what she knew she deserved.

Grab hold of this circle of wood and you will not let go no matter what I do...understand?

His deep voice in her head made her nipples tighten as she moved forward to comply.

© 2012 Nichelle Gregory

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