Gasping for air, she leans against the window — back arched, red locks cascading down. In the cramped space, all that matters is the urgency of their hunger. It’s wild, it’s reckless, it’s everything the back seat promised.
Gasping for air, she leans against the window — back arched, red locks cascading down. In the cramped space, all that matters is the urgency of their hunger. It’s wild, it’s reckless, it’s everything the back seat promised.