His voice was like a physical presence, provoking a wave of goose pimples to rise on her skin. She imagined his murmurs against her ear, his warm breath on her neck, then lifting her towards paradise as he suckled each of her breasts, bringing her life within.
Even here, listening from afar, each tantalising word, lit a fire within her. She craved his breath, feeling it along her thighs moving to her velvet lips of pleasure. Feeling his tongue, tease and torture her velvet lips until her river spurted and she knew that she belonged, to her Angel
