I wanted her on every forsaken surface available. I wanted her beneath me like now, above me like before, bent in front of me like someday. I wanted her hair unruly and pouring like lava down her freckled skin. I wanted to see her lovingly fucked by me. I wanted her padding through my chambers in nothing but my shirt, the sleeves dangling past her wrists, the hem billowing around her thighs. I wanted her fast and slow. I wanted her hard and soft. I wanted her crazed and peaceful. I wanted her in darkness and daylight. I wanted Briar against a wall. I wanted her sprawled across a desk. I wanted
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