Darke Passions: An ache

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

An ache

His touch was like an icy wind on the small of my back. It made me want to leap out of the cushiony seat and regret wearing the dress with no back. I was reivited by his eyes, the color of malacite, and his lips that had that fullness that made me wonder how they tasted and how they would feel,... Sign in to see full entry.

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