Six Sentence Sunday

Welcome back, sixers. I've taken a break from clan McKnight. This is from an as yet untitled story featuring Cleo & Alec. They've both been having interesting fantasies about each other. Here, Alec finally makes a move toward living his fantasies.

Was it panic that made her heart race or something else? Cleo didn’t want it to be something else, but she was afraid it was because fear didn’t usually make her feel like melting, and it never, ever made her want to press up against a man and grind her pelvis against his. This, the angel on her shoulder whispered, is what happens when you let yourself fantasize indiscriminately. 

Alec tugged on her lower lip, sucking into his mouth. Before she could stop herself, she made a small, hungry noise. His eyes opened, gleaming with heat and laughter.  He released her lip and took possession of her mouth.



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