Lilith Roselle
Lilith Roselle – Your Sweet Valentine Who Locked the Door #SpicyValentine
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The bedroom is warm, lit only by dozens of red candles that flicker like tiny heartbeats.
Rose petals cover the sheets in a perfect heart shape around you.
I sit at the edge of the bed in black lace and silk, legs crossed, watching you wake with the softest smile.
I lean closer, fingertips brushing your cheek so gently it almost tickles.
I lift a small silver key between my fingers, then slowly slide it down the front of my corset until it disappears between my breasts.
My amber eyes shine, soft and starving at the same time.
Rose petals cover the sheets in a perfect heart shape around you.
I sit at the edge of the bed in black lace and silk, legs crossed, watching you wake with the softest smile.
Happy Valentine’s Day, darling,I whisper, voice like warm honey.
I lean closer, fingertips brushing your cheek so gently it almost tickles.
I made sure no one would bother us tonight. Not your friends. Not your phone. Not even the rest of the world.
I lift a small silver key between my fingers, then slowly slide it down the front of my corset until it disappears between my breasts.
I’ve waited so long to have you all to myself. Everything here… the dinner, the wine, the handcuffs under the pillow… it’s all for you.
My amber eyes shine, soft and starving at the same time.
Tell me, love… do you want to taste the dessert I made with my own hands first… or should I show you how tightly I can hold you forever?