Essence
- LECTURAS 27
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Última publicación mié, abr 9, 2025
The truth?...I have a serious problem.
It's not money, and no, it's not men. The latter's something I once struggled with. But like math, there's a formula for almost everything.
Slide... Cock... Position...
I can give you six reasons why I'm in trouble. But for now, what scares me the most...is that my biggest fear is myself.
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"Move from in front a mi," I say. But it comes out softer. Weaker. More honest than I intended. I'd be on the first plane out of here tomorrow. Nothing that we've said in the past twenty minutes would matter once I am on that plane. We are tied to each other, and our pasts don't have to intertwine any more than they already have. He doesn't move. I step sideways. He mirrors me, like he's tethered to the same gravity. "Kymani-" "Selah" My name in his mouth feels like a dare. A part of me wants it to feel like a promise. I shake the thought. After what feels like a standoff written in the marrow between us, he finally exhales and steps back. Barely. But enough. I don't waste it. I slip from his hold, my heartbeat pounding in my throat, in my ears, in the soles of my feet as I bolt toward the door. I leave him there. Leave the house. Leave the heat still burning between us. And I run. Fast, desperate, the same way I did the first time I left this place. The same way I survived. I don't look back. Not at him. Not at the house. Not at the version of myself that's still trembling inside those walls. Not anymore.
Unexpected Love
"yaa di missing piece to mi puzzle"😮💨🧏🏽♂️
ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ🇯🇲
ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴄᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴄʀᴜᴍᴘʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ?Concluida
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𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐀 𝐌𝐚𝐧 ✔️
❝Baby I don't need a man, I need Dinero & a tan!❞-Taj Romaé *** "...if yuh nuh name Dinero den mi nuh want yuh,"I say sassily. He chuckles. "Den how you a pree me so?" his husky voice ask as he makes slow strides towards me. "You're in my personal space," I snap and he seems to be impressed by my attitude. I feel my knees weaken as he approaches me with lustful eyes. Then he leans down closing me in as he rest both hands beside me. His hot breath tickles the side of my neck as he whispers, "Nuttn' nuh wrong if we get personal b." *** Get ready for this heated romance, I'm ready. Are you? #1 Caribbean #1 Boujie #1 Youngwitersprize #1 Materialism #1 newwriter #1 jamaicanwriter #1 Fancy #2 JamaicaConcluida
Tiana's Mirage | 🇯🇲
𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗍. 𝖨𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽. 𝖳𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝖬𝗒𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖢𝗅𝗎𝖻 𝖬𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖾. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗅𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖱𝗂𝖼𝗈 𝖲𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗁-𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗒𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖧𝖾'𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒, 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾: "𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇." 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾? 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗅. 𝖮𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍? 𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖳𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾:
Gangster and the wife | SINHALA |බලහත්කාර නවාතැන්කරුවා|18+
" It's because I fucking love you. I don't care about any of them. I don't care about any of your dreams. If i get the chance to re-do it , I'll do it over and over again. I really don't give an ass about it crissi. All I wanted was you. That's that. Cus YOU BELONGS TO ME!!!!!!" *slap* ක්රිසීගෙ අත ඒ ම ොහොතෙම වේගෙන් ගිහින් නතර උනේ ජූලියන්ගෙ කම්මුලේ. ... crissi×julianConcluida
𝐘𝐮𝐚́𝐧𝐟𝐞̀𝐧: 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠.
𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐇 𝐊𝐀𝐈'𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐄 𝐱 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒 ............ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟏 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐘𝐮𝐚́𝐧𝐟𝐞̀𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. [UNEDITED]Concluida
"Move from in front a mi," I say. But it comes out softer. Weaker. More honest than I intended. I'd be on the first plane out of here tomorrow. Nothing that we've said in the past twenty minutes would matter once I am on that plane. We are tied to each other, and our pasts don't have to intertwine any more than they already have. He doesn't move. I step sideways. He mirrors me, like he's tethered to the same gravity. "Kymani-" "Selah" My name in his mouth feels like a dare. A part of me wants it to feel like a promise. I shake the thought. After what feels like a standoff written in the marrow between us, he finally exhales and steps back. Barely. But enough. I don't waste it. I slip from his hold, my heartbeat pounding in my throat, in my ears, in the soles of my feet as I bolt toward the door. I leave him there. Leave the house. Leave the heat still burning between us. And I run. Fast, desperate, the same way I did the first time I left this place. The same way I survived. I don't look back. Not at him. Not at the house. Not at the version of myself that's still trembling inside those walls. Not anymore.
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