I covet you like any good demon would. His other hand tightened at the back of my neck. And my desire for you increases every waking second in a way that should frighten me, but really just excites me. But most of all, I love you,
Jennifer L. Armentrout
I covet you like any good demon would. His other hand tightened at the back of my neck. And my desire for you increases every waking second in a way that should frighten me, but really just excites me. But most of all, I love you,