“Autumn.” Damon moaned as he kissed my lips hungrily, our hands roaming eachothers bodies. I ran my hand over his stomach, it tensed under my hand, he kissed my neck and sucked on it, I moaned in pleasure, “This is the best dream I’ve ever had,” I gasped. He stopped kissing me and his body went stiff. Did I do someth...
My poems I write at random moments... Some for school, some spur-of-the-moment(:
Airlia Ambrosia has had a crush on Lawson Wilde for years. But everyone thinks the reason why Lawson doesn't return her feelings is because he's gay. No matter what Airlia says, everyone is convinced that he is. Even teachers! Airlia is set on to proving everyone wrong. But can she when Lawson keeps on playing his jok...