Hailey
He thrust his tongue inside of my mouth, winning the battle before even it started. He won in dominance. He won in games. He won in...forget it.
By the time he broke the kiss, I was panting for air, breathless as I watched him with swollen lips and a loudly beating heart and a dripping p***y of course.
My eyes fluttered shut as his heaven of a lips crushed mine, igniting a fire that consumed every thought. A gasp escaped me, swallowed by his fervor as he slammed me against the wall. He kissed me with the hunger of a starving beast, devouring every inch of my resolve. But this beast didn’t feast on flesh and blood—he devoured my soul, my self-respect, my desires, and my sanity.
His tongue thrust into my mouth, claiming dominance before the battle could even begin. He didn’t just
