Ciara’s Red Confession: Raw Fury Ignites Toilet Ecstasy
My bed. 7:08 AM. Alarm screams. I slap it silent. Joe stirs beside me. Skin still sticky from last night. Heart thuds slow. His eyes find mine. Morning breath mixes. I kiss him soft. Tongues…
My bed. 7:08 AM. Alarm screams. I slap it silent. Joe stirs beside me. Skin still sticky from last night. Heart thuds slow. His eyes find mine. Morning breath mixes. I kiss him soft. Tongues…
Le Mermaid’s dim lounge wraps us. Face to face at our alcove table. Elegant setup. Your face shut tight. Bored. I fiddle my fork. Heart already quickening. Craving my Martini on the rocks. Ice cube…