I looked back into the mirror, still feeling his grasp around me.
A bruise.
I want them all to know i did that.
That you belong to me.
I traced my neck with my finger, in hope he hadn't left.
Memories of the night before had come flashing before my eyes.
Say it an i'm yours.
Say that you want me.
Say that you want me bad.
I want you so bad.
Lips colliding with one another, his hand traced my thigh making me shudder as the sudden coolness of his touch loomed against me.
I want you to crave me.
Like you mean it.
Desperate for my touch and pleasure.
I raced back into reality and the bruise had made me ache in pain.
Oh i miss him.
