His tattoos, piercings, and seductive perfume laid me on the bed with dimmed red lights and rose petals, he pinned my wrists up, fondled my breasts as he sucked the sensitive spots of my neck, my toes curled up from the euphoria of intense longing for sex.
Fucking me with pain and pleasure, we exchanged heavy breaths as he matched his hard thrusts to the chorus of Pillowtalk playing in the background, each thrust we stared at each other with intense lust.
I don't give a fuck about my boyfriend's assurance, don't care if my innocence is gone if the desires I yearned for were fulfilled by another man's dominance.
