Love Me Again, Ex-Wife
I'd seen this expression several times, and no matter how many times I did, my heart always fluttered in my chest.
"I don't know what you really want from me, but you're not going to get it," she said, and my gaze drifted to the fullness of her cherry pink lips.
The memory of the way she'd kissed me the previous night replayed itself in my head, and I felt myself harden.
It was useless. I had no self-control when it came to her. Somehow, she always shattered my defences every single time.
Even worse, I would gladly let her ruin me.
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