Don't talk to me about the Ryve brothers unless you want me to cry
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Books meme ♛ twenty otps [5/20] → Juliette Ferrars & Adam Kent
My face is in his hands and my lips are at his lips and he’s kissing me like I’m oxygen and he’s dying to breathe. His body is almost on top of mine, one hand in my hair, the other feeling it’s way down my silhouette, slipping behind my knee to pull me closer, higher, tighter. He drops kisses down my throat like ecstasy, electric energy searing into me, setting me on fire. I’m on the verge of combusting from the sheer thrill of every movement.