He press his lips against on the heated skin,feeling all the shakes and shivers that ran down their back.
His fingers tracking their ways as if creating a map on the young body,trying to store a full memory of one's shape.
"Beautiful" he whisper softly, nipping at the skin wistfully.Earning a pound so distressing gasp from the girl.
She did not want this,but he didn't care.
He only wanted more and more he shall get from her.
His beautiful Rosie.
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Rosie
Mystery / ThrillerA story of events of trauma to a young girl and her family. ××××××× Hi! Thanks for taking the time look at my little story , it means a bunch to me. But here's a few tips about this book here: *The chapters are REALLY REALLY short Mostly at 40 words...
