And I was slammed on the taupe sheets of James's apartment, my mouth being delivered a tongue that I could simply not resist at this time, just as trembling hands tore my dress buttons away until I was bare.
Anxious fingers clawed through James's thick tresses when he agressively kissed me, pinning my head with his large hand so that I couldn't get away even if I wanted to.
So when the pain came I took it like a woman, knowing full well the pleasure was only just beginning. James's let out a sigh, resting his head in my neck and sleeping on top of me.
I let my eyes flutter closed, diving in the pool of sleep.
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tabloid junkie (Michael Jackson)
FanficDiana Cartwright helped Michael Jackson escape his world of fame, unaware that he is being harassed by a man in a mask. Sticking with him she is thrust in a world of pain, lies and romance.
