He Wanted Her Lips… Sweet Enough to Ruin Him, Wild Enough to Own Him
He wanted her lips long before he ever tasted them—soft enough to melt every ounce of control he had, sweet […]
He wanted her lips long before he ever tasted them—soft enough to melt every ounce of control he had, sweet […]
She’s the fire he craves in every breath—the heat that wakes his body and silences every other thought. Every touch
She didn’t seduce with words—she seduced with presence, with a look that stripped him deeper than hands ever could. In
She was the kind of fire a man knows will burn him, yet he reaches for it anyway — because
He knew she wasn’t the type a man should chase — she was fire wrapped in soft skin, a beautiful
An elderly woman arrived at the ER with a large, blackened wound on her scalp. Doctors discovered over 200 larvae
I’m not here to beg for attention or chase anyone; I’m here to leave a mark so deep that ignoring
One touch from her, and I feel every barrier I’ve built crumble. Her presence is magnetic, a force that seizes
She moves like a flame that refuses to be contained, and everything inside me surrenders the moment she comes near.
What looks provocative in a split second turns out to be something completely innocent once you look again. These “innocent”