My Prerogative
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by White, Sasha
“You’re all I want.” He hugged her tight and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. “And I’m willing to take direction, at times, if you’re willing to lose control at others.”
She giggled and snuggled against him. “I think it’s clear I just lost it.” She gazed into the depths of his blue eyes and saw nothing but acceptance, and, surprisingly, love. “How about if we take turns losing it?”