issing the font dit spare mode of me fat ke had seen just sleepwalking before placing Myself and my needs sondary to varying else out now was coming alive again

waged my own desires than yes wanted to fall into bed with Nicholas. The problem, of

sim there afterwa

die ware and done with Nicholas wathed him for ife & dangerous, impossible prospect

I needed to get my read on dragteded to put my salleh personal desires back on the shelf

straight selfis

where they belonged. This competition was more than ut my wants My life was more than just what 1

had an oignon to Eve couldn’t make selfish choices anymore I had a daughter

So whatever fcholas unlocked in me tonight needed to be locked up again

had to put him onally out of my mind

But as pressed my fingers against my ips didnt know now i would ever be able to forget the passion

be had shown the tonight

wondered if he was still thinking of me soo

on was 12 ! couldnt.control

en before

our breakup and with our years

wanted

I felt like I had been just sleepwalking before, placing

everything else, but now, I

I wanted to fall into bed with Nicholas. The problem, of course,

with Nicholas. I wanted him for life.

the shelf where they belonged. This competition was more

wanted.

Elva. I couldn’t make selfish choices anymore. I

me tonight,

had to put him totally out of my

my lips, I didn’t know how I would ever

shown

wondered if he was still thinking of me, too.

thinking about kissing

I closed the door separating us, I pressed my ehead against the cool

mine, the curve of her ass plush in my hands. Her hips had been so aight around my waist, beckoning me into

we hadn’t been in that hallway where anyone could come across us, I might have stripped her bare and taken my fill of her

could not. He was such an asshole, he

her to come twice before I even thought of entering her. I’d have her on my fingers and on my mouth. I’d

or cry my

fallen into bed with other women.

the experience.

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