“to touch me. I needed him to touch me. He slowly untied the string at the top of my skirt, taking his… — Ivy Smoak Gaze Copy Share Image
“He continued his torturous decent, leaving a trail of kisses down my stomach, stopping right above the waistline of my jeans. I… — Ivy Smoak Kisses Copy Share Image
“Trying this hard to make something work sometimes means it's not meant to." I” — Ivy Smoak Copy Share Image
