I like the idea of you on an island..." "Oh...why's that?" She's squinting up at me, her eyes brighter than the sea in the setting sun. "I could keep you all to myself. You'd be trapped, only able to come and go as I please...I'd be your Caesar..." S...
He gets hard seeing his marks on me. I get wet knowing this. I don't try to analyze it. It's just us.
