Six Sentence Sunday: The Wolves of Argonne

Today I give you another snippet of The Wolves of Argonne. Enjoy!

Her body trembled, wanting that first caress from him as he paced. Behind her, he genuflected and pressed his lips to her neck. He suckled to the point of tingling pain. She gasped only to moan as his eager hands sought her breasts, kneading and gasping her hardening nipples. His teeth sank into her flesh as he covered her mouth to muffle her scream. Less excruciating than his previous mark of ownership, she flicked out her tongue on his palm.

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