His touch , my undoing
- LECTURES 34
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- Chapitres 3
His hand on my skin is a warning
his lips on mine are a sin
and yet - i can't stop carving him.
I told myself I'd stay away but one stolen kiss turned into a night i can't forget.
This isn't only love
it's obsession.
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