I was always a fan of trashy romance novels. I suppose all women need that little bit of imaginative spice in their lives; that heart pounding, bliss-inducing electricity these stories always describe. One part fiction, one part real life. My attempt at that dabbling with that romance novel vibe.
” What’s life without a little risk”? he whispered
She begged him to go but as he drew nearer her heart slammed against her chest
I hate everything about you she taunted
He drew her nearer and she quivered as if she was haunted
She lost all her reasoning as he gently sampled her lips
Heat flooded her body as his kisses grew more intense
Piercing and electric
His touch was her kryptonite
He persisted, she resisted
He not only ravished her body but he lay claim to part of soulful essence that night.
Written By Tachira Wiltshire