Scenes playing out in my head.. not the average ones..but of brief moments that were never meant to last.
The intense moments... the heated passionate ones. Where you would grab me hungrily out of frustration .. out of need.
The knowing..knowing you needed me... knowing you needed me to satisfy the lust, the craving, the hunger...that was causing you to go mad..drove me mad too.
Your words play out so clearly in my mind... "You're so fucking frustrating...."
With each maddened truth spilling from your lips, it was always accompanied by mind numbing, firm, passionate thrusts entering me .. over and over.. harder and harder... fuck... it made me dizzy... you made me dizzy.
Now understanding what the stars truly meant by us being too volatile when brought together. They were right... its all true... we were explosive to the touch.
In the beginning I craved your need... but in the end.. you became mine.
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Moments...
ChickLitA miscellaneous collection of random pages from my own personal journal. Raw, unedited thoughts. Usually written during moments where I found myself needing some sort of escape, or brief distraction. All true stories... (On going) ***Warning: Mature...
