NATHANIEL STORMA knock interrupted my sleep. Grudgingly, I got up and opened the door. “Sarah?” The woman said nothing. Within her eyes, though, were specific intents that were too sizzling to describe. Seeing her that way confused me, I stayed frozen as she closed the door, and led my unsteady steps till my calves hit the bed. “Sarah, hold on. You-”“Shh.” She forced me to sit and looked down at me, the will to conquer blazing in her eyes. “Shh.” A finger sealed my lips. “I am tired of your rules.”The feel of her skin made my lips twitch with the urge to have a taste. Within me, desires roared, and I instantly chose not to complain, but to experience where that moment was heading without doubts.Sarah leaned closer, giving a glimpse of her collarbones through her shirt. “Rules need to be broken. Don’t you think so?” she asked and her hands travelled to the back of my head, squeezing my hair, making my blood pump hotter, so much that my penis twitched. “True,” I breathed, thickl
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