Just as I was about to slink away defeated, he grabbed me and crushed his mouth to mine. And I knew, tonight…..he had won.
My heart quickens, my skin tingles as anticipation shortens my breath pushing my chest out so the feel of lace against my skin hardens my nipples. All it took was a look. Your look. Intense. Piercing. It holds me captive. You move closer, holding my eyes, and I burn from yearning. Then you smile, andContinue reading “Glorious”
YES…..sometimes a Promiscuous Girl CAN be a Virtuous Woman.