Tiffany

“is my Little Nightmare ready to come? Do it for me. Be good and let me watch, and maybe I’ll fill you up after.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows

“His love. Discomfort lodges in my throat as I think about those three words I swear he almost said the other day. The real horror wasn’t that he felt them, though—it’s how desperate I apparently am to hear him say it. As if my entire life has been leading up to this one moment, for someone to see me at my worst and still want me anyway.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows

“The seeds of things you care for don’t stop sprouting just because you can’t water them daily; they’re far more resilient than that.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows

“Someone must not want to come that badly,” he growls, the idea of denial wringing my muscles tight. “I’m not even going to touch your clit, sweet girl. Just gonna shove right into this tight pussy and use her until I get off, like you’re a dirty little cock sleeve, tailored just for me.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows