Welcome to a very late posting of Weekend Writing Warriors/Snippet Sunday! I was having computer issues, so I tried typing this post on my iPhone, that proved to be very annoying. So here we are, Armani returns to his prisoner, Karlea:
"You are so high on my blood," Armani smiled from behind her, leaning against the doorway.
"I wish I could enjoy it," Karlea looked up at her hands, "freely."
"I think you can enjoy it from where you are just fine."
The next thing Karlea knew, he was behind her, putting his hands on her hips, another wave passed through her, radiating from where his hands were.
"I have never been so high before, your blood is so..." Karlea trailed off, lost to it.
Armani brought his lips close to her neck, "My blood is so what?" he whispered.
"Strong." She answered, as Armani kissed her neck.
Errr...that was 8 sentences...want to keep going....Karlea is in trouble... :)
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