“ met a bitch a lil older , like a book and knock her over. Made me forget about thoughts of suicide. ”
Imani:
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( Smut ahead, I'm Terrible at this tbh. -.- )(
I stared at him, and I couldn't move. Like I was paralyzed. He continued to cut my wrist, and once he got to the other side of my wrist, he looked up, "why didn't you run away like the others?" "I-i couldn't." Ski licked up the blood while looking at me. It's like, apart of me just wants to slap him and run, but it's a twisted pleasurable feeling, that's the best way of saying it. And for some reason, I moaned, his tounge feels like a blanket rubbing across my wrist. He looked up at me and said, "You like that." I couldn't help but to say yes. He grabs ahold of my neck, "Yes, who?" "Yes, daddy." This nigga strong, and fine. I like what he doing.- imani, just say you tired. You not finna lose your virginity, for real this time. I couldn't stop him. I was in a trance. He pulled up my oversized shirt, letting his hold on my neck go. He looked up at me with a smirk on his face. "You already wet for daddy, huh?" I can. "Listen ski, I can't do this, I just met you." I get up in search for my shit. I feel a tug on my shoulder, "you ain't going no where." He pushed me on the bed, and lifted my shirt again. Ski rubbed my clit with his index finger as he got down on his knees. He kissed my pussy over and over while his fingered me. I felt like I was on the verge of Cumming so I moaned louder. So close, then he just stopped. "Sorry, princess." He bit my lip until it bled. He's crazy.
