Hart Callie

desperate to do…” He rents the material in two, tearing it from my body, exposing my stomach and my chest. “Is paint your entire body with

three inches away from mine as I roll my hips back and up, guiding myself up so that I’m spearing her on my cock. Her head tips back, her eyes losing their focus, and she goes stiff in my arms again, hissing out a startled

always thought I'd find ultimate happiness within the pages of a book. I've been so convinced of that fact that I've devoted so much of my life to disappearing inside them, searching for that which has always