“I pulled him in and kissed back, and he threw his hands through my hair, his tongue licking hard over mine, picked me up by my thighs and wrapped them around him, he had a leather couch in his office… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“He eyed me curiously, his eyes fluttering over my breasts, and I swallowed, knowing he was thinking things he shouldn't. His tongue snuck between his lips and lightly darted to moisten them. I heard what sounded like a moan before… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“I pulled him in and kissed back, and he threw his hands through my hair, his tongue licking hard over mine, picked me up… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“I would do almost anything for him to kiss me; his possessive lips and eager tongue invading my mouth, even the thought sent tingles… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“Rahul’s great idea, he said that having either darkness or too much white made someone’s sanity decay and made them easier to manipulate. In… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“He swallowed hard and looked deep into my eyes so intensely, I tried hard not to look away. I didn’t want him to see… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“It's amazing to me; when your mind is fixed on one thing, you forget everything. You forget to eat and drink and care. The… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“He was the devil in a Sunday hat; he dressed and acted like a civil man, but inside he was just hatred and filth.… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“I leaned my face into his palm and he looked at me like it was the first time he ever saw me. I felt… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“The honeymoon phase was over. He still called me his girl, still held me like I meant everything and I really wanted to believe… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“Forever...' he smiled at me, expectant, knowing I knew the end of the ominous sentence. I grinned and waited a whole minute before responding… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“He said 'sorry,' They all fucking say sorry...Sorry is a word, it fixes nothing; it just makes the perpetrator feel a little less like… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“He eyed me curiously, his eyes fluttering over my breasts, and I swallowed, knowing he was thinking things he shouldn't. His tongue snuck between… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
