She might not be able to fix the
past, but she was willing to spend a
lifetime showing him what love could
be: beautiful not ugly, uplifting not
destructive, and more precious than
diamonds.
Pleasure so exquisite that her entire body thrummed with it, and emotions so expansive and consuming that she didn't know where Lucien ended and she began.
Kitty FrenchStichwörter: love
I've quit.
I didn't get your resignation letter. Invite me in.
No. No, you're not like him," she spat. "You're your very own brand of fucked up, Lucien.
Kitty FrenchYou asked me in Paris how many women I'd loved. I said one. I should have said two." He cupped her cheek, his thumb rubbing over her bottom lip. "As a child I loved my mother, and as a man I love you.
Kitty French...It's not okay." He spoke jerkily, painfully. "I will hurt you, and I will leave you, and I will cheat on you.
Kitty FrenchNo running. Watch her come. Can you see how close she is, Sophie?
Lucein rocked his cock into her hand against her backside.
See how pink she is. Christ... Lucein whispered.
You're even more beautiful, Sophie.
I want sex with you now, but that doesn't mean I'm going to want sex with you for the rest of my life.
Kitty FrenchThe egg was vibrating, and not the egg on her plate. Astounded and flustered, she picked her fork up swiftly…
Kitty FrenchDisbelief. Pain. Resolve. Christ, she was exquisite. He was going to screw her ten different ways until she couldn’t stand up, and then send her home to wipe the floor with that man.
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