Synopsis
She came with my name against her mouth and I wouldn't have it another other way.
And it was the only way she'd ever come for the rest of her life.
With my fingers or my dick buried inside her. No other man would have what was mine.
Because that's what she was now. Was mine and I was never giving her back.
Fuck anyone who tried. It was their life not mine.
And an even stronger possessiveness took over at the sight of her before me. The sight of her coming down from her high.
So beautiful laid out against my bed.
She was art. Perfectly painted on a canvas just for me.
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Romance𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 DARK ROMANCE "Fuck. You." I watched as the brown in his eyes darkened and he clenched his jaw. He stared at me for what felt like minutes and before I knew it, he had my back pressed against the wa...
