26. Seventy Three Letters

"In your dreams!" Valeria hissed, trying to push him away. "Womanisers are not my cup of tea. So, go back to Sabrina, the teenage witch and …"

He crushed his lips into hers, his warm tongue sliding into her mouth, trying to gain submission with t, greedy, devouring, dominant strokes. She relished this more than she cared to admit, but, her desires battled her will, she couldn't lose. So, while Dr