Love Me Quietly
I may have told Brown Eyes I wanted to have kids on date two but he told me he loved me on date three. Yep, that actually happened. He wins. Our battle of crazy is going into overtime and it’s starting to hit even crazier new heights. We were on the couch, naked, wrapped up in each other, basking in a post-orgasmic glory. He was spooning me from behind, his big, hairy, tattooed arms wrapped around me really tight. He took a deep breath, taking in the perfume still lingering in…
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