That's all it was supposed to be. Her. Him. Pleasure. And then a fast goodbye.
He's a stranger. And yet, He's not.
I know he'll feel like pleasure and passion, even before he touches me.
I know he'll demand more than I want to give, and yet, because I dare to give myself to him, the result will be deliciously hot.
I know that I will not leave his bed without being utterly, completely sated.
And I know that I will leave the next morning anyway.
And so, I do.
And so, he follows.
Delivering my Delulu TejRan world to you...
Collection of OS/TS or Short stories
The way I used to see the world has been changed, I feel your guidance in my life, I feel like every single thing of me is now influenced why did this happen? Now I speak lively like you, nights are spent in your memories... What has happened to me?