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Even if I found a girl for the night, I like things rough. I can get off in the missionary position, but I’d rather wrap my hand around her neck and whisper dirty things in her ear while I do it.
She’s a hellcat. I’d love to see her wild hair wrapped around my fist.
Rhys: Made me think of you. Me: Why’s that? Rhys: Because they’re dark and complicated to figure out. Rhys: And really fucking sexy.
“It’s just bread. Stop making it sound so explicit.” He swallows his bite and licks his lips. “If I like what I’m eating, I say so.”
She smelled sweet, tasted sweet, and goddamn, did she ever behave sweet. That’s what really got me off.
I want to be fucked. I want to be owned and made small and helpless. I want the thrill of his commands and control. And afterward, I want to be kissed, touched, and cherished. I enjoy the juxtaposition of the two.
She submits willfully. Like a lioness inviting me to be her king. She’ll always the hold the power. I’m forever hers.
