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“Jesus, freckles. Nobody else makes me feel the way you make me feel." I stroke her cheek. "Do you remember the night you said you wanted to be someone's obsession. Their undoing. Well, you're mine, Blake Josephine Logan. You want obsession? I think about you every goddamn day. When we're in the same room together, I have to force myself not to look at you too long because I know I'll never look away."

Chuckling, I press her hand to my chest, where my heart is pounding harder than it ever has before.
"Feel how fast that's beating? I'm fucking terrified. But... two weeks. No rushing, no pushing. Just us."
"Us," she repeats slowly, as if testing the word out for size.
I gently stroke her knuckles. "Can you do that for me, baby?"
"Yeah." Blake leans toward me and rests her head against my shoulder. "I can do that."

BECAUSE I LOVE YOU
This is the most real thing I've ever felt in my life.
Blake Logan owns me. Heart, body, and soul.

"I love you and your sister equally, and the two of you are my world. But you... you're also my soul. You feel music the same way that I do.”

😭hannah mi manchi

Give it to me.
Take it from me.

boh blake il modo in cui sto rosicando DAREI TUTTO PER ESSERE TE.

The storm is over, but Blake doesn't seem to notice. She's lying on top of me, nestled close.
I was wrong. There is something otherworldly about this lighthouse.
Her.

vabbè ragaaaaaa

“Keep your eyes open.”
Her eyelids flutter open.
"I want you to look at me as you fuck me, okay?"
She nods wordlessly.

The noises she's making are a goddamn symphony. I want to record them, listen to them when I'm alone, inject her melody into my blood.

She lowers herself onto me, letting my cock slip in one inch at a time until I'm so deep inside her, I feel like she's a part of my body. It feels as incredible as I knew it would. A feeling of complete...fucking...belonging.
For the first time in my life, I don't want to be anywhere else. Just here. Inside this girl.

so gone

I give her another soft peck before sliding lower so my head is resting on her chest. "Because I'm taking a nap. You kept me up all night."
"You wouldn't have been sleeping anyway."
That's where she's wrong. About a week ago, something miraculous happened. I discovered the cure for insomnia.
It's called Blake Logan.
If she's in my bed, I sleep.

😭😭😭amo questa trope maronn