Sage It’s strange how easily we both fall into each other’s arms. I didn’t expect that he’d knock on my door, lay down on my bed and hold me all night. Right now, the sun’s early light is reflecting from my sheer bedroom curtains, creating a sensual atmosphere over our nearly naked bodies. Priest is lying on his side, his head next to mine on the pillow, and his hand on my waist. His golden skin looks tempting beneath the sun’s glow, his low-rise jeans ride down the arches of his waist into the v or his pelvis, and his muscular thighs strain under the snug fit of his jeans. Running my gaze across his six-pack abs, I map out the contours of his muscled chest and arms until my eyes fall on his angelic face. He looks like a living, breathing statue, with his pouty lips, tousled hair, strong scruffy jaw, and long lashes.I’ve had fantasies about this man since the moment we’v
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