Until Tomorrow Comes

by Mikayla Christy

“Yes I did, Kitty-Kat.”

ew

Kat is radiant. Shining bright and drawing me in like a moth to a flame. I’d easily let her burn me alive for just one more touch.

“You little minx.” I groan,

ew

“How bad is my hair?” Kat asks. I have to bite back a laugh when I examine her. There’s no hiding the fact that she looks freshly fucked. Pride swells in my chest at the fact that I’m the reason she looks so stunning.

laughed out loud