*Mature content up ahead.*
Julie was running away from him.
Duncan grinned and gave chase. He knew these woods like the back of his hand so he was able to catch up with her.
He caught her right on time too, she must have tripped on one of the uproots of the trees. Duncan grabbed her arms and wrapped his other around her waist, preventing her from pitching forward.
Her glasses fell on the leafed-covered soil. Both were breathing heavily. Julie looked small against his tall frame. She barely reached his shoulders. He could feel the muscles on her stomach tighten and shiver at the same time.
"Lass, are you okay?" he asked.
She gave a swift nod unable to utter a sound. Concerned that something must have happened to her, Duncan turned her face so he could look into her eyes.
He let out a loud groan of need and slammed his lips against her, making her gasp and grab onto him.
Desire. Her whiskey-colored eyes were swimming with so much need that it triggered his own.
