Any sort of fear or insecurity she had floating in her head about Denver seemed to vanish. He pulled her close and with that, her breath was gone from her petite frame. In their time apart she had finally learned that Denver was someone she could trust, and at least for this moment, he was all hers. Sparks flew from her fur as he traversed her body, a well of excitement and desire growing in her belly. Her hand moved from his cheek to the back of his head, getting her hands tangled in his wiry fur. There was nothing more she wanted in this world than for this drunken reverie to ever end.
But she broke the kiss between them, and moved her face an inch away from his own. “You mean so much to me,” she said in a voice just above a whisper. Moving her wine bottle off the bed, she quickly went back to her companion, pushing him down onto the sheets. She wanted all of him… he had been away from her for far too long.
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