Always His, Part 2

“I know you,” I mutter in astonishment as I stare up into the man’s electric blue eyes. His blonde, nearly-white hair falls over his face and gently brushes my forehead. His skin isn’t necessarily tan, but he contrasts the milky white of my skin

Always His, Part 1

“Oh my God,” I whisper as I feel the wetness of his tongue as he dips it into my navel. I feel myself grow wetter in anticipation of just where he’s going to put that tongue next. I try to open my eyes, but I can still see nothing. Either the lig