Thorne Pov
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Her desperation just makes me feel like a wild untamed animal and this is my primal need. Like there is nothing beyond this.
Or there will never be one
But I can't act like one when I have a little butterfly in my hands who have just got her wings, back on her shoulder learning to fly.
She's beautiful, and my patience is getting thin.
Like it's a battle to keep myself composed because all I want to do is run wild.
"Thorne.." she fights it.
She fights me, as she bites her lips down.
Her hands coming forward, holding my head as she attempts to lift it.
And I give it to her, I pull away taking my breath as her juice stays on my lips.
My eyes feel the heat, as I stay in front of her heated s*x.
She feels amazing.
And I feel like a sinner.
But it's not like th
