Dirty secret confessions

4.

Having dipped my hand in paint, I leave marks all over their body as I gently run my hand up their back. I stop at their neck and my fingers lash around it. My grip is firm, and my soft skin presses against their neck. Slowly as they start to pant I let go, revealing the mark from the paint around their neck. I continue as I run my hands around their body, leaving paint wherever my hands desire to travel. Slowly it's becoming clear that their body in reality does belong to me and they no longer need to hunger for my touch. I have covered their body with y hands, leaving prints everywhere. A smirk starts to form onto my lips as I take in my work. I slowly lean down and plant my lips on theirs, still smirking. I run my hand through their hair, gently pulling on it as I do so.