pt 35. angelic

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"loves my religion but he was my faithsomething so sacred so hard to replacefallin' for him was like falling from grace

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"loves my religion but he was my faith
something so sacred so hard to replace
fallin' for him was like falling from grace

all wrapped in one he was so many sins
would have done anything, everything for him
and if you ask me I would do it again

no need to imagine
cause I know it's true
they say all good boys go to heaven
but bad boys bring heaven to you

It's automatic
It's just what they do
they say all good boys go to heaven
but bad boys bring heaven to you"

s i n

I wanted to untie her like a ribbon.

I raised up from the bed and spun around to rest her against the comforter. With a nightgown risen to her thighs, and a strap falling against the skin of her shoulder all restraint, and strength I previously held flew out the fucking window.

My eyes remained hooded as I dragged my fingertips from the tip of her knee to the edge of the tempting silk. As my hand made a move to repeat the action my fingertips were met with taught goosebumps covering her lustrous skin.

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