Fire & Gasoline

the silk sheets, the alarm buzzed on the locke

wistfully at the empty space beside her. Why did Jax leave? It didn’

bered the tears she shed as she begged him to explain why. All that Jax had given her

he missed his touch, the smell of his aftershave and the

stood, stretching her arms above her head, her succulent

e at her reflection in the mirror, slowly she stripped In front of the mirror

hen they made love, there was always that extra little edge to his voice when he

it didn’t seem to matter how much she hit the gym h

like that bother me?" She thought out loud, It was stupid, she knew she shouldn’t think so badly about her body, if she did not

the niggling doubts still filled her mind with the idea that she wasn’t goo

olently, each time her hands rubbed against her nipples it made them stiffen a little more, ind

clit in lazy circles, she moaned and pressed her free hand against

hone

ind urged, her hand began to slowly circle her clit once more as the answering machine kicked in, the sound of

logetic about every godd

nd of his voice sent shivers of passion down her spine, now there was a man who knew how to be in

one of his voice could red

f out of the shower stall and into the hall, standing there with water dripping o

as possible. This whole deal has turned to shit and I need you

desk his hand idly pushing his dark hair b

athroom and grabbed a towel, when she had first started working for Mr. Axel, he had been more than capable of dealing with all of the fancy gadg