A Deal with the Billionaire's Heir
PacificNavigator
That seems phantasmal, but anyway, I'll just break a leg in my studies.
My deep thinking gets interrupted when Ryle moves to the bed. He sits behind me, me between his thighs, his arms around my waist, his chin under the crook of my neck, and his eyes looking at mine in the mirror. I put my hands on his arm and enjoy his aromatic smell. He looks so healthy with his warm, limestone skin. His eyes are gray like steel, and I can't do anything but drown in them. His lips are pinkish, and it always amazes me how kissable they look. He kisses the skin below my ear, bringing me goosebumps. "You're beautiful, Stella," he says under his breath.
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