Your mid week taste…

A little bit of chapter 24 to get you in the mood…

…I’m transfixed, eyes glued to our reflection I watch him bend over me as he runs a flat palm from my neck right along my spine. I feel his body heat soaking into me, the ripple of his stomach muscles as he moves, visible in the open line of his unbuttoned dress shirt. His hand comes to rest on the handprint, like he’s confirming it’s his own. A devilish smile curls his mouth before he gently caresses it, sending shivers rocketing through me.

Again his hand glides up my back, this time fisting in my hair as he pulls me up and against him, almost aggressively. With my back fused to his front, he regards me in the mirror, his darkened gaze roaming languidly as I slot my arms around his neck.

“Do you like the mirror Mrs Grey?” …