I could ruin you for every other man with one weekend of rules and rituals and rough hands and youโd thank me for it while youโre still dripping. Your innocence is my favorite thing to corrupt.
he came deep inside me and didnโt say a wordโฆ just held me down and filled me up like it was his right. i laid there dripping, used, and aching โ exactly how i love to end up.