Of Me_Ladie's Nanowrimo novel (check out previous entry)
Every night he came to me, in my dreams. I could taste him in the air. Kisses against my throat, stomach, thighs, mouth.
I’ve never felt like this before, shattered by the look of a man.
A candle of an unwanted romance burns throughout my soul
Do I love him? I don’t know. All the proof I have is the fire in my gut.
My love, my life, my everything…
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