“Angel, the only way I’d ever hurt you is if you begged me for it. If you got on your knees, looked up at me with those pretty, desperate eyes, and asked me nicely.” A sharp, traitorous shiver dances across my skin. “And even then?” His fingers skim my jaw, tilting my chin up until my breath is trapped between us. “I’d make sure you loved every second of it.” 😮💨😮💨
— Apr 09, 2026 10:45AM
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