“Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!”― Emily Brontë
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(Mikayla)
"Come."
I had never felt so excited to hear a word. Come. A single word shouldn't have so much power, but it did. My heart quickly did a somersault as I looked at him, my eyes widening in surprise and shock. I hadn't expected to hear that word from him, but now that I had, I felt nervous and also excited.
His dark, dangerous eyes found mine and he shook his head as if he was warning me to not say a word. His dark gray eyes teased my body, wrapped in my beautiful silvery-gray dress, and pleasure pulsed through me, fast and needy. The ache in her body
