eventually I crossed that line and broke that trust. I could no longer go back
and I sure as fuck didn’t regret a single moment of it. I knew there would be
hell to pay, I knew the wrath I’d be facing but I would willingly take the
burns and scars just to have the love of my best friend’s sister.
Strong language and sexual content, not intended for readers under 18.
lips. “I don’t know you? Really? What part don’t I know? Maybe I don’t know the
way you move your hair to cover the side of your face when you’re nervous. Or
maybe I don’t know how you bite your bottom lip when you’re deep into your
strings. Or do you mean that I don’t know the way you freak out if it’s too
dark in a room and you won’t walk in? Or maybe I don’t know that you bite your
fingernails when you think no one is looking. Oh wait, here’s a good one. I
don’t know that you’re trembling in your skin right now. I don’t know that your
heart is beating a million miles a minute, your hands are clammy, and you can’t
swallow. How there are hundreds of thoughts going through your mind, but the
top one being how bad you want me to kiss you. How bad you want me to fuck you.
How bad you want me to claim every fucking inch of your perfect body,” I paused
to let my words sink in, and her flushed complexion gave away that everything I
was saying was true.
smile in my sleep. I don’t hear that ridiculous giggle you have when I’m away
from you. I don’t see those dark brown eyes every time I close mine.” I leaned
in a little closer so she could feel my breath against her lips. “I don’t
stroke my cock to the memory of your sweet pussy pulsating down my shaft and
the taste of your come dripping down my chin.”
anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex!
She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.
is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.
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