Bianca Borell

“You are mine, today, tomorrow and as long as I breathe and walk on this damn earth. And if there’s life after this, I’ll find you and claim you as mine again.”

. “I missed this, you. Nothing makes sense without you. I am so in love with you. Nothing matters to me, but you, Ellia. Just you.”

He turns me over and bites into my bottom, then grips it with both hands and slams inside me. I bury my face in the pillow, but he smacks my ass cheek. “Those moans belong to me. Let me hear how good my cock ravages your tight pussy.”

You are you, perfectly imperfect, kind, and loyal. I have no doubt you will shower our child with so much love. You need to hear him out.”

“You are lovable and so damn strong. Despite everything, you became a great man.”

“I love to fuck you, I could also spend the rest of my life making love to you.” His words spark a fire in my chest I doubt will be extinguished.

“I love you, and one day, there won’t be a flicker of doubt in your heart and what a glorious day it will be. But until then I’ll love you so hard and deep and long, you’ll never remember a time it wasn’t like this. You and I, we are inexorably linked in our souls.”
― Bianca Borell, Mine to Worship