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Each of us have a love for all things color, specifically; Paloma loves blue, Pilar loves yellow, and of course, I love pink.
If we could find a few other girls with granny smith apple green, mango tango, and purple mountains majesty hair, we could have almost a whole box.
I go in hard and shovel a spoonful of gnocchi into my mouth and oh my Italian lover heaven. I’m pretty sure a NSFW moan slips between my lips when I bite into the potatoey goodness.
I’m in the middle of a rather steamy scene in my monster romance book (who knew tentacles could be such a turn on?)
Introducing Master Cranky Pants McFrowny. The Earl of Boredom, who breaks all proprieties by being overly sexy in athletic wear.
“Pinky promise?” Those soft moss green eyes shoot to mine. “Pinky what?” “Promise.” “Like a five-year-old?” “Are you five?” “No, I’m thirty.” “Then like a thirty-year-old.”
“I don’t like boba tea,” I state plainly. “Have you ever had a boba tea?” she asks. “No.” “Then how do you know you don’t like it, if you don’t try it?” “I don’t need to try cocaine to know I don’t like it.” “Sure, you do.” “I’m sorry?”
“Have you tried cocaine?” “Of course. How else would I know if I liked it or not?”
“But I prefer crystal meth. So much more exciting, don’t you think?”
“Oh, I’ve heard it. But my body is not a temple. It’s an amusement park. Filled with popcorn, corn dogs, neon lights, and loud music. With creepy clowns and fun houses and roller coasters that make you scream with joy and vomit afterwards.”
Hell yeah
Why is it always a desire to procreate and make more tiny humans? Why can’t it be something less stressful and inexpensive? Like a root canal. There are plenty of people on this planet. You would think mother nature would turn off our alarm clocks that fill us with hormones and unexplained urges that push us to be mothers.
I’ve always wanted someone to be my other half. A man who knows me inside and out, to laugh at my jokes, and put up with all my pink things. A man who won’t make me feel suffocated by seeding my roots. One who won’t make me feel squished and smothered and entombed in one city for the rest of my ever-loving life unable to leave.
“Is that what you tell all the girls? Just spit it out? Seems… messy, and you don’t look like a guy that does… messy.”
This woman has so many varying smiles, I’m starting a catalog of them to keep track.
“What are you doing?” “Finding something to listen to.” “I like the silence.” “I like music.” “It’s my car.” “And I’m your captive guest, so I should get to pick the music.”
The hand against my throat squeezes ever so slightly, keeping control of my movement, and I do not mind it one bit. I’m a greedy, horny bitch, and I am not looking a gift horse in the mouth.
I don’t know if he didn’t want to continue or did, and that’s why he left. All I know is I’m hot, wet, and need to find a vibrator right now to finish what he started.
“Never allow others to dampen your smile, Micaela. They’re not worth its loss.”
“Fuck, Shortcake. You do that again, and I won’t wait to get you into that ludicrous pink bus of yours before tearing these absurdly tight jeans off your perfect fucking ass.”
“You taste fucking delicious, Shortcake. First, I’m going to make you come on my mouth, and then you’re going to come on my dick while screaming my name.”
“Goddamn it, Shortcake. You feel like every sin I ever wanted to commit.”
“Not yet, sweet thing, you have to wait for me. I want to feel your tight orgasm milk mine out of me. You come when I say you can. Because your orgasms belong to me now. Isn’t that right?”
“That’s my pretty little Shortcake.”
“You are far too beautiful to be repulsed by. Just looking at you sometimes catches me by surprise at how much I don’t want to look away.”
“You are worthy of appreciation and celebration. You are loved by your brother and sister, and even Eddie and Leo. You are a good man and deserve a day once a year to spotlight your life and accomplishments. Even if that’s only having lived another year.”
I feel like the goddess Persephone taking Hades down to his knees before her. I could really get used to this.
“I want to see if you taste as sweet as you look, Shortcake.”
