“I want to formalize our mornings,” she said. “Not with a ritual that feels like work. But with a small act. Maybe I bring you tea before you’re out of bed. Maybe you tie my hair back before I start my emails. Something that says, this day is ours before the world gets its hands on it.”
Willow’s eyes fluttered open. She saw Aderes, saw the tea, saw the quiet expectation in her partner’s posture. And she smiled. Aderes Quin Willow Ryder - Two Submissive Sluts...
She didn’t speak. She just waited.