Do you…love me?” I asked him, my chest
hurting.
“That’s a silly question,” he said, stroking my cheek. “An unnecessary question. I’ve never made a secret of my feelings, Bianca. I know you’re a skeptic, but you must have realized that I fell for you right away.
I elbowed James as he shot my army guy in the head yet again.
“This game is so sexist,” I complained. “I can’t believe that there isn’t even an option for me to play as a girl.”
“Do you think that if you were playing as a busty blonde it would distract me?” James asked, amused.
“It couldn’t hurt.”
He tossed his controller on the ground. I gave a little embarrassing shriek as he tossed me over his shoulder. “We’re done, guys. Buttercup wants to distract me. Consider me distracted.
You’re insane,” I told him, and stood up to dress.
He hugged me from behind, pressing hard against me, rubbing his smooth chest along my back. He spoke into my ear, “Insane for you, my love.
Mots clés love erotica grounded rk-lilley
He reached for my hand, looking sad. “Don’t get hurt, Buttercup.”
I shrugged. “Life hurts. As long as it doesn’t kill us, we weather it.
We can do this as many times as you want, Mrs. Cavendish.
R.K. LilleyMots clés bianca-karlsson james-cavendish mrs-cavendish
He was hurting, and I hurt with him. We had never been able to maintain any level of detachment from each other’s suffering, and we
didn’t now.
Mots clés life love erotica grounded
Now, now, Auntie, you had better play nice with my dearest Bianca. I have not invited her to live in one of my homes. I have welcomed her into all of them. And though I know it would break your heart if anything were to ever happen to me, you will be beholden to this angel to cover your living expenses when I pass away, as she will be my sole inheritor.
R.K. LilleyI sometimes thought that our fast friendship had been kind of like joining a club, one made up of men that thought that Bianca Karlsson was the most perfect woman on the planet.
R.K. LilleyMots clés stephan
You were this perfect, enchantingly beautiful girl that made the world brighter just by being in it, and you were ours. I can’t tell you how sorry I am that I drove you away.
R.K. LilleyDon’t leave us again, Lana,” he whispered roughly. “Don’t leave me. Stay. Please.
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