“After a long, dreamlike swell, the waves eased and calmed. I didn’t know if the blindfold was removed; I couldn’t have opened… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“...At that moment, our fates entwined, Roses. I know not why, but I know it to be true—I am bound to you… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“I began to turn my body, but he held me and laid me back onto the bed, insistently, kissing my breasts but… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“The attentions of Wilkie Mackenzie were a conquest, an aspiration, a dream. The fresh memory of all those women, batting their eyelashes… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“He pushed himself a fraction deeper, still exploring his lazy rhythm. I could feel his thickness beginning to stretch me. The sensation… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“You’re too sacred,” he continued, and his voice was husked with emotion. “You’re the one. My sunlit angel. My Roses. Mine.” — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“The beauty of his face, artfully shadowed and lit from the fading firelight, it fairly stunned me.” — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“Are you trying to make amends?” I said softly, teasing him. He pulled me even closer, causing his immense shaft to press… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“After a long, dreamlike swell, the waves eased and calmed. I didn’t know if the blindfold was removed; I couldn’t have opened my eyes.… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“...At that moment, our fates entwined, Roses. I know not why, but I know it to be true—I am bound to you forevermore. There… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“I began to turn my body, but he held me and laid me back onto the bed, insistently, kissing my breasts but not lingering,… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“The attentions of Wilkie Mackenzie were a conquest, an aspiration, a dream. The fresh memory of all those women, batting their eyelashes coquettishly, it… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“He pushed himself a fraction deeper, still exploring his lazy rhythm. I could feel his thickness beginning to stretch me. The sensation was dizzying,… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“You’re too sacred,” he continued, and his voice was husked with emotion. “You’re the one. My sunlit angel. My Roses. Mine.” — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“The beauty of his face, artfully shadowed and lit from the fading firelight, it fairly stunned me.” — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“Are you trying to make amends?” I said softly, teasing him. He pulled me even closer, causing his immense shaft to press deeper into… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
