Demir
There are still teas in her eyes, and my heart speeds up with every second I don’t know what to do to make it better. I don’t know what’s happening to me, why I care or when it started. All I know it’s been going on for a lot longer than last night when I got to have her for the first time.
I know I shouldn’t care, that she’s someone dangerous for me, but I can’t bring myself to being that sadistic bastard who insulted her and pretended not to care, not again. Not when she’s crying in my arms, soft and vulnerable, and unguarded for the first time since I met her. I am still shaking slightly from the mind-blowing orgasm she gave me earlier, my d*ick trying to rise back to attention with every breath I take because it’s how often the image of her on her knees for me, or spread out on
