❝You drive me fucking wild,❞ he says, pulling at his hair. He moves closer again--this time grabbing me by the waist. I let out a groan as he kisses my neck.
❝Shut the fuck up, baby.❞
#1 ON FANFICTION 04/28/17
The complexities of emotions are not to be trifled with, nor taken lightly. To whom do you listen? The perplexing heart which reigns with fire and the desire for no regrets? Or the rational mind whic...