Luneshale Pass [m] casado dicha

She had never been shy. But this was something entirely new. In all of her pursuits, she’d never met a guy so incredibly hard and, at the same time, so incredibly easy. Tierra didn’t give without taking. But she’d somehow known before she even started that he’d make it worth her while.

She did her part to bring him to the edge. There was a power in that she liked; he said her name like he couldn’t have contained it if he tried.

Then it was her turn. The drugs gave the light a surreal glow, eyes open or closed, it didn’t matter. She was helpless in its beauty and the things it accompanied.

After, breathless, she wound herself against him and pillowed her cheek on his back. There was a chance he’d need to go, but she hoped he was as tired and content as she was. This place was theirs, yeah? Then it was theirs to enjoy.

Whatever this was, it was perfect.