Valerie
I guide my fur-coat off her shoulder and expose her neck.
She looked delicious. Her white, silvery hair falls in soft curls to her tailbone. Her silky, smooth, creamy white skin is lightly brushed with goosebumps, waiting for the touch of my lips, “J-Jaxson…” the sound of my name rolling off her lips is torture – pure, fucking torture.
Gripping a fist full of Valerie’s hair, her plump cherry lips touch my own, and I throw out all self-control.
As per usual, her soft lips against my own always takes me by surprise. Electricity stings and sizzles across our lips. We’re at each other like wild, untamed beasts inhaling the other.
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