For better or worse, he was my soul mate. The other half of me. In many ways, he was my reflection.
—Sylvia Day
I’d stop the world from spinning for you.”That silly line oddly touched me. “I love you.””Liked that one, did you.
When I come, I come for you.Because of you and your mouth, hands, and insatiable little cunt. And it’ll be that way for you inreverse. My tongue, my fingers, my cum inside you. Just you...
If I’d known you were out there, I would’ve hunted you down. I wouldn’t have waited a second to find you. But I didn’t know, and I settled for less. So did you. We both...
You’re different,” he said, touching my face.Of course I was. The man I loved had killed for me. A lot of things became inconsequential after a sacrifice like that.
I kicked off my shoes and pulled his hand away from the wheel so I could straddle his lap and hold him. His grip on me was excruciatingly tight, but I didn’t complain. We were...
We were together because we were addicted to each other. I was never as intoxicated as I was when we were happy together, and I knew it was the same for him. We were putting...
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