kenya-wright

I know you've been through an ordeal, but you don__ want to start drowning yourself in liquor. You__l find that it__ easy to do, but by the time you realize it could start to be a problem, you__e already over that cliff.

Moaning, she melted into my arms and molded her body against mine as if giving me permission to take whatever I yearned for. And I will. I can__ think of anything else.The ocean waves crashed against us. That cool water rose up to our knees. All was forgotten in those sweet kisses__ips gliding against lips, wet tongues twisting and exploring, hungry hands and taunting fingers. Fireworks of lust and need exploded inside me.

1) Everyone nodded in silent agreement, and then one by onedisappeared into the castle__ dark shadowswhere night met blackened airand creepy thingswhispered the most haunting words into the wind.

Their faces showed beautiful smiles boasting magnificent teeth. Their skin gleamed in the perfect lighting. Even their scarred flesh seemed to hold its own intricate designs, as crazy as it seemed. Luscious curves still decorated their hips and the swell between their legs. They were striking and endearing like a tribe of taunting sirens on top of a cliff in the middle of the sea. I gazed at them for longer than I should have_

Nervousness from earlier surged back into me. Goodness. He was honey poured over an athletic body. Short, sandy-blond curls outlined his face, which boasted full lips, high cheek bones, and long lashes that any woman would envy. Even with those soft features, his face appeared hard and sculpted by an artist.

Compliments like that are only going to get you everywhere.

Sorry. I would be bad for you.

Blood is no longer flowing in my brain right now. It__ somewhere else.

Say it for me, Rainy. No other man.

Give me another chance. Earlier tonight, you hoped I would be your first. I really did feel honored. I was just caught way off guard, so I fronted a little and rushed upstairs. But when I got to the top, I leaned back against my door and had to catch my breath. I couldn__ fucking believe it.

Don__ ever try to leave me again.

You__e not going to start screaming sonnets outside my bedroom window, are you?__e winked. __ just might.

There's always a price.

Those fake blue eyes stared back, mocking me. At least the tears didn__ show. Thank God. Instead, they ducked back into my eyelids as I tucked my sadness back into my core.... The more my mind flew off in one direction, the more my sanity shattered into pieces that no one could sweep up and glue back together.