His eyes glow in the shadows as he slides the soft liquid semen dripping down my thigh in a path leading back into my swollen entry, as if he doesn't….

Why won't you take me, Remington?" He groans and pulls me closer. "Because I want you too much"..

He's complicated and complex, a labyrinth I want to lose myself in. He's my fighter, and I really want to fight to be with him..

Brooke Dumas. I'm Remington..

You tie me up in knots. I want to play you a thousand different songs so you can get a clue of what... I feel inside me..

I want your hands on my head.” I nod and edge back to make room for him. “Does it calm your racing thoughts?” He shakes his head, then takes my hand ….