Duncan*Mature content up ahead*
Who would have thought that kissing would lead to a mind-blowing orgasm?
It had been more than a week since that kiss. And by the gods, each time I remember how he kissed me, I get wet and have this unholy need to relieve myself.
It doesn't matter where I was, or who I am with. Thinking of Duncan and the tree was...
Damn it! See! I'm wet again!
I bumped my head on the table in front of me. Fall whined and looked at me as if he was asking, [Are you okay?]
With my head still on the table, I reached out and touched the head of the beast that had been sleeping in the house since the day his master ~ well I cannot call it a simple kiss.
Fall was so gentle around us. He was supposed to be sleeping outside. Yet every time I get up each morning, he would be Inside the house, sleeping between the kids' door.
Who am I kidding? Fall was a deerhound. He was one big ass dog, and knowing that my kids have a big guard, made sleeping easy.
