Cherish Blossom, also known as Cherry, isn't the type of girl to play around. When she is falsely accused of her parents murder she fights back hard and with a vengeance.
Along her journey for her to prove her innocence she meets the six men who w...
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Edge
🚨 Smut 🚨 M/M
Why the hell are Linz and Lion volunteering themselves to be Cherry's mates?
The damn horndogs.
I intently observe them both from across the room, they both set their longing gazes on Cherry with desire flashing in both of their lust filled eyes.
They want her. The assholes.
My observation then goes back to Cherry standing in front of the room.
As I sit upon the sofa I challenge myself to take a good long look at her. Wanting to know exactly what the others actually do see in this woman.
I have to admit to myself that she is quite strikingly beautiful in her own little way.
Her thick long pink hair is rather unique but still strikingly beautiful.
Along with her very alluring baby blue eyes she does tend to stand out from most of the women that I previously known in my life.
Then my eyes intentionally drop down a little bit lower as I view her amazingly quite firm and bountiful cleavage.
She's changed out of her attire since I have last seen her in the dining room from that ugly orange prison jumpsuit into a short white crop top shirt and tight ass blue jeans with a pair of white vans displaying on her feet.
The little white shirt she has on seems to embellish her cleavage quite pleasantly.
And she indeed does have a very flat and tightly toned stomach that makes her look almost ravishingly irresistible.
I've never really had any type of interest in any women before.
I do view women as works of art though, they are like different shades of vibrant colors to me.
I usually rate all women based on that moderate scale. Based mainly off of their colors. Cherry, to me, is like a vibrant pink. Maybe it's because of her hair. I don't really know exactly why? That's just the way that I truthfully see her.
I see Teagan as a vibrant yellow only because of her bright and sunny personality.
Sometimes I find myself thinking of certain men that way also. Like with Gage I always pictured him as sort of a vibrant glowing orange. River to me is a bit different in that aspect. I picture his color to be a solid dark deep blood red. Something akin to blood that has been just been seemingly spilt.
I see most others in blinding colors.
I also see some material things, actions, and emotional feelings that way also.
Take for instance: sex.
Sex has always been a spray of colors to me, something akin to fireworks going off brightly in the deep darken wide opened sky.
