My heart took control, and I reached behind his head and pulled Kale to my lips. Kale's lips felt exactly how I knew they'd feel. Soft, yet demanding, Kale gently parted my lips with his tongue and I was helpless to comply. My whole body felt alive with sparks of electricity, and every place Kale touched burned deliciously.
Inger IversenKale's body was the warmest I'd ever felt it. Normally his hands were freezing, but as he caressed the hem of my shirt, his thumb grazed my skin, sending sparks of heat up and down my spine. I'd never felt this way before-so alive that every inch of my body was so sensitive the mere thought of Kale's touch excited me. My need for Kale was so urgent it slammed through me like a freight train.
Inger IversenWhat you don't know is the people around you have their own pain and insecurities and they also want to be normal, so they are happy to treat you like glass because if there isn't any one around to pity, it gives them more time to think about what's wrong in their own lives.
Inger IversenIt is understood that inside even the most innocent of beings slumbers a beast. This beast, with proper coaxing can be released. But can it be controlled?
Inger IversenWhat did I do today that makes you think that I don’t care to learn? Shit, Kale! I’m hungry, and this burning in my chest,”—Deacon placed a beefy fist over his heart—“feels like it will never go away. And even if it does—even if I learn to control it—will still come back every night before I go to lay my head on that pillow.
Inger IversenThe position that places you on your knees at my feet, if I so choose to command you there, the one where you realize that no matter the power you wield, I am-- and will always be-- stronger and in control. Time, Ella, I want time." Aleixandre
Inger IversenHe sobbed no longer playing the part of her savior, but playing the part of a lover begging for another chance, a man who would claw out his heart and hand it to her if it made her understand. He held on to her as if she were his last lifeline—because in a way, she was.
Inger IversenFear and anger-- an interesting yet dangerous cocktail of emotions for a person in your potion." Aleixandre
Inger IversenA fire burned bright and warm in the hearth while Kale poured me a mug of hot chocolate. It was so weird to see him doing something so domestic. He was almost one hundred fifty years old and stood in front of me with a steaming mug of hot chocolate.
Inger IversenA warm sensation fluttered over my body, causing me to shiver in delight. I blushed, even though no one else was in the room.
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