Every girl wants a bad boy that will be good just for her and every boy wants a good girl that will be bad just for him.
Morning whispers, legs entwined, the tickle of your skin in the soft light that traces softly through these sheets as I touch you in places you never knew existed, and I've never been happier in this place, with you, with me, with us.
I want to be the only hand you ever need to hold and I'm ready to do anything to be your everything. Jon York 2018