"I'll never be your lover. I only bring the heat." I sing to myself.
"What?" He asks, chuckling.
"It's from a song. One of my favorites... It's called Candles, and it's by Daughter."
"Daughter?" He questions.
"Yeah...?"
"Hmm that's different."
"Not really; the band is kinda Indie.. I guess. That's probably why you haven't heard of them. You only listen to that mainstream shit."
"Hey! It's not that bad!" He tries to convince me.
I lean in over the coach and give him a kiss. He grabs my waist and pulls me closer. His hands and mouth start to explore my body.
He kisses my chest and then my breast. He easily finds my sweet spot (well... he should have close to all of them down pat considering how we've been dating for a few months) and starts leaving a hickey.
I moan softly... which gives him a boner; I feel his pants tighten as he picks me up and carries me into our bedroom. He gently throws me on the bed.
"I love you." He whispers as his mouth meets my ear.
"Yes. Yes. I know." I say as I get on top of him. I push him down and begin to grind on him.
"Ohh do I love that ass too." He says with another chuckle.
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Historia CortaLove... We think it's supposed to be this beautiful, extravagant thing. With only a few flaws, or bumps in the road. But that's a false idea. You see, no one thinks of how the love can turn on you. Make the world look like a scary and horrifying pla...
