The streetlight lit his silhouette as he stepped out of the shadows. His dark eyes met mine, and I knew then that I’d found what I was looking for. His rough hands were gentle as he embraced me, and passion soon gave way to an unexpected sensuality. I’d never felt this before and I knew I’d never forget him.
Browsing: scary
Henry opened the door and I was drawn to him like a magnet, lust in my veins and a gun in his hand. His eyes were cold and dark, his breaths ragged. I didn’t know what to do, so I swallowed his gun, my throat taking it in, his power surging within me. He was mine and I was his, forever linked through that night.