The diary of an insecure lady

The diary of an insecure lady

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"Damn it Eria! Why don't you play hard to get?" I tugged at my hair in frustration. "I just don't think anyone would work hard enough to get me." She answered in a barely audible voice as tears rolled down her cheeks.
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"Like I said... you want me." I stepped towards the door and looked back. I'll be leaving now, you know staying the hell away from you like you "wanted" ". I turned around and looked at him. He stalked towards me angrily. I placed my hand on his hard muscular chest. "Try to forget me now." I smirked deciding to mess him up further. "I'm soaking wet, and you made that happen." I trailed my hand down his chest and reached into my short and touch my soaking p***y and pulled it out. I waved my finger in front of his face showing his the evidence. He grabbed my hand, stopping my movement. He looked me dead in eyes and stuck my finger in his mouth; he closed his eyes sucking my finger clean. He slowly took my finger out, his jaw clinching. And what he said, hit me right to my aching core. "You taste so fucking good. I could eat you all day and never get enough. Let me..fuck! So fucking delicious! I need more!" He dropped to his knees in front of me. Well shit just got real.

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