As our new life together continues, I find myself increasingly obsessed with all things Yulia. Everything about her fascinates me: the way she hums under her breath when she’s cooking, how she stretches in the morning, the purring moan that escapes her lips when I kiss her neck. Her body has filled out again, her sickly pallor fading, and one look at her golden beauty is all it takes to get me hard these days. I f**k her every chance I get, and it’s not enough. I want her constantly, with a need that consumes me. Every time I take her, it’s the best feeling ever, yet I’m still left craving more.
Sometimes I think I’ll go to my grave wanting her.
If it were just a s****l itch, I might’ve been able to handle it. But my hunger runs deeper. I want to know everything about her, every tiny det
