When I'm With You : When We Touch
He recalled Elise looking up at him as she unfastened his pants, her fingertips brushing against a cock that teemed with hot, raw lust, her lips red and puffy from his earlier angry possession of her mouth, her eyes shining like fire-infused sapphires, the taste of her lingering on his tongue, addictive and sweet.
“You want to forget your past, Lucien? I’m going to make you feel so good, you’re going to forget everything that happened with your father. That’s a promise.”
His body tightened at the memory. He’d believed her. If anyone could make him forget for one glorious, nirvanic moment, it was Elise. It had cost him to send her away that night, but he’d done it. She manipulated as easily a
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