Six Sentence Sunday

Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday! I want to say thanks to those of you who stopped by last week and offer my apologies for not getting around to any other six's. The day unfortunately got away from me. One of those days when "when it rains it pours." I didn't stop running until somewhere around bedtime. I'm going to make sure I get around this week! Sunday morning is mine! :)

okay, since those of you who stopped by said you'd like to see where this goes, I've decided to continue. This doesn't pick up quite where the last one left off. I skipped a couple of lines. 

“Or else I may do something I’m pretty sure you’ll hate me for in the mornin’.” He whispered against her mouth, the low huskiness of his voice washing over her like a heated caress. “The feel of your hands on me…I am sorely tempted to pick you up and carry you upstairs.”

As his meaning sank in, desire swift and strong slid through her belly. All the fight drained out of her. His hot, moist breath against her lips taunted her, his skin deliciously warm beneath her fingers.

 Thanks again for stopping by! If you'd like to participate or just read more snippets, you can do so at the six Sunday website.