Chapter 579

• Amora
• The countertop is cuttinginto my thighs, but rather than being uncomfortable, it only heightens the aftermath of my orgasm.
• I cling to the edges of the sink, breathing hard, my legs shaking. Frost releases the spot on my neck where he’s probably left a hickey, leaving a trail of kisses across the line of my shoulder, and I press my hips back against him, a little moan escaping me. He nuzzles my shoulder with a soft growl that sends warmth flooding through me.