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“You taste like every sinful thought I’ve ever had.”
crying, screaming and throwing up
She shakes her head like she wants to deny me, but rides my fingers like she wants to own me.
OK
“Tell me you want me, and I’ll let you come.” “Go to Hell,” she bites out. Fiery little thing. “You’ll be right there with me. You’re my favorite sin.”
AHHHHHHHH ✨✨✨✨
Fuck baby steps. Why isn’t she madly obsessed with me yet?
MOOD
