Sunday Snippet

Not feeling too bad about the sex scene I had to cut since this is what's happening this morning with Ghost Story:

“Shen Wei! That’s—” The spike of annoyed adrenaline made his cock twitch. Gasping, he slid his palm down to cup himself, refocused. “It’s not about the thing. It’s about you. I bought those so I could feel you in them. It’s so fucking hot knowing you feel me. You, us, together. Knowing you’re here. With me." He was starting to pant through the broken sentences. "Shen Wei, if you don’t get in my mouth right now I might actually scream. Come. On.”