Please don’t forget me, don’t let me fade away… I was here, I lived, and I loved…
—Dannielle Wicks
She looks so broken, I don’t want to hurt her more.
I freeze when I come face to face with a naked man’s chest. Why does this keep happening to me? Trying to keep my eyes averted from his very naked lower regions, I look up.
He runs his hands up my back and into my hair, pulling me closer. I lose myself in the feel of his body against mine and the way his soft lips coax mine to life....
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