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His commanding baritone voice matched his sinful looks. It always felt like I’d been hit in the ovaries with a sex stick.
When he turned around to showcase his bubble-butt… I heard angels singing for a fantastic job they’d done sculpting this villain in human clay.
Really, not enough men gave forehead kisses. It’s a well-known fact our emotional storage is found in the forehead. You kiss it, and you can own a woman.
Didn’t I say, the love of my life was gay? Yep. Gayer than gay. All the way down gay alley. If there was a spokesperson for queerness I was looking at it.
I had cobwebs to clear and an uncomfortable borderline agony crush to clean from my organs once and for all, because if I didn’t I feared my only other option was leaving Noah for good. Or joining a nunnery. And I had too many lace panties to give them up for God.
LOL!!
don’t even think of wearing a cardigan you, southern bitch. I will burn it off you in a sacrifice to the gods of wine and impurity. You want to be someone’s reason to masturbate tonight, not have them wonder what church you’re collecting for.”
LOL!!!
It was so unfair how I wanted him, and he preferred his right hand.
None of his lovers liked me much, like they could sense my vagina wanted Noah too and it put them on the defensive back foot.
With Noah, you took and if you were lucky you begged him to give.
“Men. You know how to make men come. I hate to disappoint but my equipment if you got down there is not long and hard and you don't jerk on it like you're trying to strangle a boa constrictor.”
Don’t you ever just look at a gorgeous man and wonder how he moaned?
“I’ll make coffee and we can go ahead with not talking about how fucking spectacular you are when you come.”
“Do you know what it would do to me if something happened to you? It’d fucking kill me, Sena.”
be the man who makes you come the hardest. I’m going to destroy this southern pussy with my mouth.”
Those fucking shorts, my god. They hide nothing, I clearly see something that made my mouth flood with water and I forced my eyes toward the heavens to think good, clean Christian thoughts.
All this arousal shit was not good for my heart.
“If you don't know what you mean to me by now then I'm not going to say it, Sena.”
Noah's possession over my mouth was a fucking Tsunami of sensation, kissing me like he had a point to make.
God knows I wouldn’t want anyone to know I was seconds away from sneaking into the public bathroom and dry humping the sink.
You’re on a date with a nerdy dipshit and you’re soaking wet for me. So, wet you’re probably churning your greedy thighs together for any grind of friction to ease that little pussy, do you even deserve dirty talk from me right now?
I’m going to Hell. I’m going to Hell on a one-way ticket for saying filthy things to my best friend.
Noah was naked in front of me. I’m never blinking again.
He’s somehow got me talking in tongues.
We’ve been falling in love for four years.
