William
Blurred pictures of endless faces paraded in my head. My inner self probably professed how sad he had become in spite of the people he befriended and loved in the past. The fans who wanted my attention, the girls I bedded. All of them were nothing compared to how much I needed Taylor.
So I closed my eyes tightly and reveled in the very moment with him.
Those two tortured years faded in my memory as the present sent me shockwaves of pleasure I didn't know existed.
I was a lost soul. Bright light blinded me as my thoughts raked over the past pains I had and threw them all away leaving nothing but the hot feelings. His lips and hands doing their own miracle in every inch of me.
We were kissing. Taylor was finally returning his kisses. And I was on fire, his lips were lik
