Serina
He drives me insane. Even when I am furious with him I want him and that is making my head spin. In a delicious sort of way but no less insane feeling.
How do we go from screaming at each other, to me screaming his name? We haven't said a word to each other since his demand sent me over the edge and creaming all over his c**k.
I stare out the window of the limo taking in the lights of the city of love. It is amazing and beautiful here and I wish there was a way to enjoy it more. If we had come here together initially this would feel like something more. I feel like a scolded child who's parents made her tag along because they didn't trust her not to throw a raging party in their absence.
I let out a quiet sigh as I contemplate all the emotions running through me
