

“Fuck me, Heathcliff. Lie here with me, in the warm grass. Wrap me in your arms, kiss me softly. Trace the inside of my thigh with your fingers, and when I’m shaking, when my lips part and I gently moan for you, hold back a little longer. But oh, please tell me you’ll make me quiver under your fingertips, wet, soft, uncurling, blossoming. Then when I’m breathless and exhausted, give yourself to me”. Okay it’s really not a Wuthering Heights quote, but it’d be a better book if it was, no? 😄♥️