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1 " Can you feel that? I'd build you a castle in the sky if you could only want me the same way I want you. "
― K.A. Merikan , The Black Sheep and The Rotten Apple
2 " What I just did is irreversible. I cannot blame anyone else for how I feel about you. It might be forbidden, or even sinful, but I’ve never known passion like this before. If that makes me a bad seed, so be it.”“Of course you are bad. You’re a highwayman now.” Evan kissed Julian’s neck, and one of his hands slid to Julian’s buttocks again, squeezing it as if Evan simply couldn’t get enough of being able to touch him.Julian laughed and rubbed his nose over Evan’s cheekbone, filled with a sense of completion, despite the insecurity still biting him whenever the hand on his ass traced his skin in a way that made him shiver with undeniable pleasure.He was ruined. And he did not care. "
3 " I can think of many things I’d like to do to you. All night and all day.”Julian grinned, and with the light from the fire dancing on the side of his face, he looked like a little demon who’d somehow entered into the human world to seduce Evan.With the waistcoat taken off, Julian pushed his hands under Evan’s shirt and trailed his fingertips over his stomach, then up his chest, swirling them through the short body hair that stuck to the damp linen. “What kind of things?”Evan flexed his muscles and straightened up as Julian peeled the soaked shirt off him. “Deliciously dirty things. Whatever you wish, and whatever you allow. "