"He turned and looked at her as if to say something, but said nothing. He squeezed her tighter and then pulled her head back softly and pressed his lips down hard upon hers and kissed her with a depth of passion he had never felt before. He spoke from his heart, through the voice of his body because that was the language that he knew best. That was the language that he was fluent in."

"Sophia's Lovers" - copyright 2013 Christine Regan Lake

Excerpt from my first novella