“Just one more time.”
Fingers tangled in golden hair. Bodies writhing — a cacophony of pleasure amidst the heaviness of loss. It’s both heart-wrenching and utterly carnal as mourning gives way to lust.
“Just one more time.”
Fingers tangled in golden hair. Bodies writhing — a cacophony of pleasure amidst the heaviness of loss. It’s both heart-wrenching and utterly carnal as mourning gives way to lust.