Chapter 89 Waltz Of Ecstasy
- DANTE
- I didn’t want to rush it, but something deeper stirred beneath the surface. Something that hadn’t yet been claimed.
- After a beat, I let my hand drift to her hips, gripping them firmly. With one smooth shift, I rose from the edge of the bed and turned us both in a single motion. Marisol gasped as her back met the cool sheets, my body sliding effortlessly between her thighs.