Shadows Of The Dark Heart
“Say you’re mine.”
I press my forehead to hers, my breaths tangled with hers, needing her to feel what I can’t say yet.
Her hot breaths press against my skin. I slow down to make sure she feels every part of me, giving her a moment to respond to my question.
“Ahhhm,” her soft, broken moan echoes in my ear, making blood rush to my dick.
I feel it. I can feel her falling. And God, I fall too.
“I don’t care how long it takes,” I whisper against her lips. “You’re mine. You’ve always been mine. And you’ll never walk away.”
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