Unchained Melody
He caressed my knee, his thumb rubbing smoothly on my pale skin. I leaned my head back into his, smelling the musk on his hair. Hand to his hand, I traced his protruding… Continue reading
He caressed my knee, his thumb rubbing smoothly on my pale skin. I leaned my head back into his, smelling the musk on his hair. Hand to his hand, I traced his protruding… Continue reading