The Denver Alpha
“Watch how you fall apart for me.”
I snap my eyes open on his command, and as soon as they meet his in the mirror, I free-fall over the edge of bliss, screaming his name as I come undone. I look like a woman possessed, wild and uninhibited and so fucking free. My muscles quake, my fingertips scrabble for purchase against his forearms. I ride his hand through it, panting hard as I come back down, somehow both completely satiated and senselessly craving so much more.
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