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“Did you know that the Sullivan prototype should have been called Kowalsky-Sullivan? Of course, Peter had to get his head smashed—”


Que puto

And then, of course, in my office. Scratching her claws on my chair’s armrests. Eating the treats I left out for her. Dozing on the little bed I set up in the corner. I’m laughing again, I’m crying again, because—I knew it. I knew it. And Levi knew it, too—this is not something he put together quickly last night. This is hours and hours of combing through footage.


EU QUERO ALGUÉM Q FAÇA ISSO PRA MIMMM

Esse homem só falta lamber o chão q ela pisa e ela disse tchau pra ele, acabo tudo vivendo em situação de barril agr

“I don’t know. Maybe the fact that we’ve been together every second of the past two weeks, that we’ve made love every single night, that I know that you sigh in your sleep, that you floss like a maniac, that you taste like honey everywhere.” — Esse do taste like honesta foi mt cringe e a autora do colocou pra fazer dele um exemplo de homem escrito por mulher

The message is innocent enough, but there’s a PDF attached to it. I start skimming the content, and that’s when my stomach and the world around me turn. — Ela tomou no cu lindamente

“I’m not sure,” he murmurs gutturally, breath harsh against my ear, “how I haven’t come yet.”
Me neither, I think. I say his name, muffled in the pillow, and just let go. — Será q ele tem problema pra gozar?

His tongue, his lips, his nose press into me from behind, and I inhale sharply. First it’s careful, delicate licks, flicking my clit and nudging my opening; then it’s deep kisses, mapping me thoroughly. — ELE TÁ LAMBENDO O CU DELA??????? EU N ENTENDO NADA DESSAS POSIÇÕES PQ ELA TÁ DE COSTASSZX

“I saw his skull crack in two when he fell. I was ten feet away, halfway through my climb. The noise—it was unlike anything. I didn’t know how to tell Lily. And Penny wouldn’t leave the room . . .”

But before I can say anything, he cups my cheek and leans down to kiss me once more.
This time it’s sweet, slow, savoring. Patient. This time it’s lingering and gentle—everything our other kiss wasn’t.
I want to try them all. All the kisses Levi Ward is capable of, I want to sample them like fine wine.


FINALMENTE PEGACAO

Seeing Tim again was painful, but it’s nothing, nothing compared to having Annie right here. — Odeio essa idiota, NUNCA eu perdoaria