C31 Seductive Surrender: A Taste of Him.

Dontrell’s gaze locked onto mine as he pulled me closer, kissing me deeply, his hands claiming my body with a possessiveness that made my heart race.

I couldn’t deny the pull, even if my mind tried to fight it. My body betrayed me, leaning closer, wanting more.

“Why are you always so damn beautiful?” He muttered, his rough voice sending a shiver down my spine