DREGAN
“A penny for your real thoughts,”. Anastasia whispered anxiously, a sad smile playing at her lips as I sat on the edge of the bed. This was our routine- she would push for more, I would pull further away. I knew it wasn't fair for her, but after what happened, it was all I could give.
“You know my thoughts, Ana…” but you don’t. Not really. I tried to avoid looking her lips or her breasts, but it’s so god damned hard when she keeps licking them and breathing fast and shallow. Eyes, her eyes. Keep focusing on her eyes.
“I do, do you want to know mine?” She looked at me with her innocent eyes that turned my blood to lava with her hooded glance, now sitting herself fully upright and tracing the outline of my pecs through my shirt.
“No,” but yes- I want to know eve
