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#10 in maturity-9/11/19
# 9 in bloodandgore-December 2, 2019
#36 in aesthetic- 9/20/19
His face softens, "You really don't know what you are, do you?" He caress my cheek as if it's the most fragile thing he's ever touched...
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"She my cherry cola She gon keep me sober Let me keep you closer Bum me like a soda Sweeter than the champagne Swimming in this cold drink Keep me from the chardonnay I'm just sipping one thing" — cherry cola by Jon Kuwada
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For Chapter 4, I'll publish it when we get.... 160 views? Maybe earlier if we get at least 115❤️💕💓🥶
CHAPTER THREE • • • ________ |• DeshayLeigh Ann Myers •| (De• shae•Lee)
I felt a weird sensation run through me, it felt good. I felt safe in this dark void—I knew I should've been scared but something inside of me felt like everything will be okay here... that I belonged here.
A slow and passionate moan escapes from my mouth, my hand grabbed the nearest object I could hold onto. I bit my lip as I felt someone's tongue caress my lower region.
"DeshayLeigh, do you want me as much as I want you?" A deep and sexy voice asked while chuckling. He forced my hand off whatever I had been holding on to and made me feel something hard in his pants.
"I want to hear you scream my name, Shay..." he whispered while fingering me more. I could feel myself dripping wet and how his fingers easily slid inside me. I am not a Virgin, I lost my virginity when I was sixteen, but my body count has only been one.
I didn't see his face but I already knew who it was. I could tell by his voice and the way he laughed. He was enjoying my reaction. I couldn't confirm it though, but at the same time I didn't care, I felt great pleasure under his touch.
Am I fucked up for even thinking such Fucked up-lewd thoughts? oh shit, I'm jacked the fuck up.
A moan escaped from my trembling lips;I felt myself throbbing to be touched at my core. He could tell as well when his lips moved closer towards my sinful body.
"Answer me," he bit my inner thigh where he once placed small kisses. He was so demanding now—he replaced his gentleness with rough teasing That I found was hot but very mean. I wanted him to touch me now and stop playing games!
The way his eyes would turn dark and how he never lost eye contact as he teased me...
"Y-Yes" I stuttered wanting to be fucked like a dirty slut. He slapped my ass a few times before changing our position where I was on top of him. I was sitting on his face. What a change in events.
