Six Sentence Sunday
Today’s #sixsunday is from Interdependence, available in June from Loose Id.
It couldn’t have taken her ten seconds to walk from the bathroom to the bedroom, but they were the longest ten seconds of his life. Droplets of water slid down, in between the blades of her shoulders, traveling over the delicate bumps of her spine before disappearing beneath the towel. He thought he saw a hint of where her skin fanned out to the lovely shape of her hips. Or maybe he just imagined it. No matter — his mind had no trouble imagining what happened at the tops of her thighs, the delicate curve of her ass as it swayed when she moved.
He inhaled deeply, and the clean scent of soap just about made him moan.
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