Chapter 20

• The air that lingers between them was thick with tension and toxicfication Annie could still feel the ache from their recent intimacy, her body vividly remembering every moment. She glanced at Harold, watching him with his eyes closed and his breathing controlled. What's going on in his head? she wondered, her gaze settling on his hard bulge. It was proof she wasn't alone in her desire, he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.
• "What's it, sugar?" Annie vibrated at his sudden touch. He knew she always responded to him like fire to a blaze, she craved him like she craved for life itself.
• "Nothing," Annie responded softly, melting under his continuous assault on her body.