And I did.
This isn't your mother's romance.
It's a deranged adventure through twisted addictions that arouse the body and mind. . .
Swim at your own risk.
Rain: artist, mentally stable
Jude: future rock star, sober
Our bodies formed into one entwined link, one grinding sensual movement of skin upon skin.
We collided, and all I could do was hold on.
Jude dominated me, and he did it in the most delicate movements--tortuously slow.
He took his time.
The piano played, the notes mingling with the sweat of our sex, the crashing of the waves, and the sound of my cries.
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