Desire » Prince Nelson
"Have you ever made love against a piano?" He gently whispered in my ear before capturing it in between his teeth. My loins trembled and ached as I worked up a response.
"Let's fix that."
ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴘᴜʀᴇʟʏ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs. ɴᴀᴍᴇs, ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇs, ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs ᴏʀ ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴀɴʏ ʀᴇsᴇᴍʙʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴs, ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ɪs ᴄᴏɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ.