We shouldn't

I inhaled the good shit and exhaled the bullshit. She was sat there right in front of me with her short self, that little waist and those amazing thighs I came to adore, she was extraordinary. She had those luscious pink lips and those long eye lashes that haunt me every night in my dreams, it was always something about her, her aura you could say. The way she carried herself and how her hips swayed when she walked The lust in my eyes were clear as day as I looked into her blue ones, Those same eyes that told a story She knew how bad I wanted her and I think that's what scared her the most. I wanted her in ways that were foreign to me I've never been so needy when it came to a woman Appearance wise I am the Lion and she is the Lamb. But I'm afraid the roles have switched for she holds a power over me I never thought possible. Now I Zayn Malik am the Lamb and she Lilah Rose is the superior Lion. This story contains explicit language and sexual content so read at your own risk and consider yourself warned