lay grass? stare stars, speaking dreams, wishing roll kiss run fingers — Charlotte Featherstone, Addicted

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Does he lay with you in the grass? Does he stare up at the stars, speaking of his dreams, wishing he could roll over and kiss you and run his fingers along the breasts that tease him beneath the shirt–the shirt he knows he will carry home with him and smell and, God help him, sleep in, just so that he could be close to you?

Charlotte Featherstone, Addicted

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