She writhed between him and the door and he moved his mouth to her ear, whispering hoarsely, "Abbie, I'm going to take you to that bed and make love to you like you never imagined you'd be made love to… — LaVyrle Spencer Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I can feel him down on my ear, whispering the secrets he kept all this years. Sometimes I can feel he still loves me.” — Chris Ch Copy Share Image
