A Bite-Sized Smutty: Desire
My breath hitched in my lungs as I watched those old, blue jeans with holes in the back pocket slide from his legs. They sounded heavy as they hit the floor, his belt jingling with the dense heap of fabric. I was undone by his stature, the tall, dominant frame of his body accompanied by that stern yet handsome face. I wanted to feel him.
I wanted it all!
"What is that look on your face?" I bit my lip as my icy eyes met those coal-colored orbs of his.
"I wanna fuck you..." The words slipped from my mouth and I was released. Our clothes were strewn upon the bedroom floor as the stress and angst from the day were lifted from our skin!
His touch was the burn that took the edge off like hard liquor. He had stained me like a canvas of his secret art.
"Never let me go..." I moaned from the deepest part of my body as he was one with me.
"Promise, not even when the earth fades," I smirked. Where would I be without him?
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Glass Heart Boy
RomanceLove, Sex, Betrayal A compilation of short stories for any bookworm! Divulge in the deepest temptations of lust as you dive into the shadows of life! Perfect for late-night binges with assorted one-shots!
