Quote by: Elizabeth Hoyt

I love you,” he whispered as he thrust again. And again. Each movement controlled. Each small movement devastating in its effect. “I love you.” She lost all concept of time. She lost her place and surroundings. She couldn’t remember who he was—who she was. She lost her mind.


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Author Bio


  • NameElizabeth Hoyt
  • DescriptionAmerican writer
  • CountryUnited States Of America