Elise

“The itsy bitsy spider,” I whisper against her ear, sliding in and out of her cunt. “Climbed up the waterspout.”
― Leigh Rivers, Little Stranger

“currently has some spider webs on her. My pet crawled all over her body until he decided to try to escape from the basement and made me chase the fucker.”
― Leigh Rivers, Little Stranger

“You’re twenty-six years”
― Leigh Rivers, Little Stranger

“I grimace at my own words. I sound like a knock-off Christian Grey, without the whips and red room of sexual pain.”
― Leigh Rivers, Little Stranger