Red Fingerprints

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Last published Wed, Dec 31, 2014

It was an addiction. He was addicted to her, as well as she was to him. Leaving Fingerprints. Red silky smooth blood. It was an addiction to Red Fingerprints. “Does he flutter your heart when he kisses your neck? No scientist or biology. It's obvious when he's holding me. It's only natural that I'm so affected".

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Tilly
He then pressed his lips against mine and started kissing me, slowly moving down onto my neck. Every kiss would have me craving for more. He planted slow intense kisses as a trail on my neck.
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"so, you want me to touch you?"he whispered in my ears as he licked my earlobe. "Yes"I said with all the energy I had. "How much?"he asked as his hands slid into my nightdress and slowly slithered from my stomach upwards. His cold fingertips sent shivers all over my body .He knew the effect he had on me and I could tell he loved it. His lips found their way to my neck where he left trails of wet kisses before biting my soft spot making me bite my lip. "ah,"a moan managed to escape from my mouth. *MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY* ***************************************** He is my drug and I am his addiction. I know for a fact that if I had to choose between breathing and loving him, I'd use my last breath to tell him that I love him.
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Tilly

He then pressed his lips against mine and started kissing me, slowly moving down onto my neck. Every kiss would have me craving for more. He planted slow intense kisses as a trail on my neck.

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