A forgotten place high in the mountains, cold outside... but you and I burning inside. Ancient walls, warm skin, moans that break the silence. I am excited by the hidden, the forbidden, the wild. Where no one can see us... and you don't want to leave.
My face may be like an angel's... but my attitude says otherwise. I am a gentle fire wrapped in tenderness: determined, provocative, and with an addictive taste for saying what I think (and what I want). My tattoos whisper secrets... and my body screams them. If you dare, I can be that mix of sweetness and sass you didn't know you needed.