Stare all you like, pretty one.
Every glance just draws you closer to being mine.
I’ll bet I can shatter your self-control with one sinful kiss.
I would fucking love to get you in so much trouble.
Je veux vous entendre gémir pour moi…
Let my skin be your favorite sin.
I’m a green eyed redhead in a leather dress & thigh high boots pounding vodka shots. If that image doesn’t scare you a little, you’re crazy.
Mes yeux sont les miroirs de votre propre desiré.
The ten bloody scratches running down your back are my works of art.
The bite marks on your shoulders, my signature.
Le plus vite vos battements de cœur, le plus vous m’appartenez.
Calm down, Sweetie, & stop trying to get out of the handcuffs. It was a simple question: riding crop or bullwhip?
Méfiez-vous d’une femme avec les cheveux roux et les yeux verts, car elle a un coeur la couleur de nuit.
Every time I see a man in a nice necktie, my only thought is: “I need to grab him by that beautiful collar & leash”.
Tattoo your desire on my soul.
Claire de lune s’apparie magnifiquement avec le goût de votre peau.
Who needs handcuffs? Pinning you down under my spike heels is way more fun.