anxiously, madly, eagerly

He pulled her easily onto his lap as the touch of their hunger expressed the whirlwind of unleashed desire. Miss Porter, Kathy, the pretty young assistant English professor touched him, lifted his shirt to run her hands over his strong chest, through his dark curls and in a moment’s abandon let herself go as she kissed him. Mark kneaded her supple flesh, exploring the curves and swells of her body anxiously, madly, eagerly.

Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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