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Today's six follows right on from yesterday's offering...
Her hands moved from Henri’s hair to roam over his back; raking, pulling, pushing. Emotions she never suspected herself capable of coursed through her. While Henri’s lips moved from her throat to the swell of her breasts, her hand began tugging his shirt free.
Something changed. Cool wind blew over heated skin, Henri’s hands dropped away, fisted and disappeared into his pockets. And so far he’d not spoken one single word.
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12 comments:
Well isn't that the pits. Viagra perhaps? *lol* Can't wait to read more.
There'd better be something good in that pocket! LOL. This is a lovely six. Well done, Sherry!
That wasn't nice of him at all! Poor girl. He better have a very good explanation!!
Well, that's no fun for her.
Oh no! Why did he stop :(
Oh dear! I wonder what made him stop.
ROFL Ginger. Actually it turns out good in the next sentence, but...we are only allowed six on Sundays :-) LOL
Thanks Sarah, yeah it turns out good :-)
LOL Dianne, yeah, it turns out good. :-)
LOL Elaine, it turns out good for her.
To get something out of his pocket, Angela? LOL
It all turns out good in the next sentence but I could only use six today :-)
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