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My cock slides in and out of her ass as I pound into her from behind.
My balls slap against her cunt as I quicken my pace.
Fuck, his midnight-blue eyes are a storm waiting to pull me under. They are a direct gateway to my demise, and I am weak for the vice promises I see in them.
“You’re going to be the end of me,” he tells me, then scans my face. “And I promise you, if you take me down, I’m taking you to hell with me.”
Kissing Dorran is like walking on sea. There’s an inevitable fear of drowning involved, along with a frantic hope for a torrent to all but consume you.
“You’re so damn ethereal, Little Swan,” he says. “Even the clouded darkness fails to hide your fierce beauty.”
an addiction doesn’t really value time or purpose; it just attacks.
Bravado born out of cruelty can only go so far, after all.
“Sometimes the best things in life take the least amount of time to get hooked onto.”
“Scared, are you, Little Swan?” He leans in, and our noses touch. “I love it – the smell of fear on you. It’s considered a hot commodity in my line of work, and to have you wearing it like this…” He hikes his knee up and brushes it against my underwear. “It’s so fucking titillating.”
“Keep those eyes on me, Little Swan,” he says, meeting my gaze. “I want you to watch me as I fuck you with my tongue.”
continue to kiss her. Because fuck, who needs air when I’ve got her gasping against me like this.
“Did you like making yourself cum right now while watching me beat my dick to you?”
“Do you want me inside of you – fucking that greedy little cunt of yours and making you cum like a slut?”

