I mean this is the kind of love people dream about, poets write sonnets for, and well it's the kind of love that keeps people from losing faith in humanity and encourages people to believe that true l...
You could never like me too much,' I tell him, my gaze meeting his. His eyes are serious though, making my smile fade. With gentle fingers he brushes the hair away from my forehead, making me tingle....
Lea was on the floor of a stall hugging a toilet. When she heard the door close, she lifted her head and gave me a half smile of embarrassment.'Gracie, I've been chemically inconvenienced and I don't...
What are you wearing?" "Coveralls. Shit-kickers. Long, latex gloves." He blinked. "can't wait to see you take them off.
She’s right, and yet my blood pumps faster, just thinking about having her naked and willingly at my mercy. I can’t help but think she’s exactly what I need: a challenge. And how sweet her submission...
A year ago, you fell into my arms and I felt some crazy connection to you. I'm sure as hell not good enough for you, and I'm sure as hell not making any promises, but I'm damn sure you were worth wait...
Time to dance with the devil....
I was certain of the uncertainty thatlied ahead which made you A risk,A mystery,And the most annihilating thing I have ever known.
There would be no salvaging this. I was going to die a spinster with cobwebs feasting on my vagina, I just knew it.
How had she ever thought sleeping with him would be a stress reliever, when he was the biggest producer of her stress?
But then he combs his fingers through my hair, starting at the base of my neck, and I shiver with uncontrollable, unexpected pleasure.
He turned to her and pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth. When he spoke his deep voice vibrated all through her. 'I. Remember. Everything.
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