Yeah.... The title explains it all. I don't earn any art unless specified.

Another lemon to make my Lemonade!👍😜

"Look at me" he whispered as he forced me to look into his cold and green eyes. "I can't" I muttered "it's like I don't know you anymore"

" I want you sore, baby," he murmurs, and he continues his sweet, leisurely torment, backward, forward. " Every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I've been here. Only mine. You are mine." - Fifty Shades of Grey. (SENSITIVE READERS IS WARNED OF CHALLENGING SCENES)