There was something inside me that yearned for her. Something deep inside the dark corners of my mind, a yearning, an insatiable hunger, a calling to embrace the madness and insanity.
“Kiss me more,” she asked, as my lips played with her soft lips, and toyed with her tongue. My hot lips wanting to savor the deliciousness of those soft lips of hers. I ran my fingers all over her small body, kissed her wherever I pleased, there was nothing logical about us, just pure lust and instinct. There was innocence in her eyes, and a small tiny flame that was untamed just waiting for me to ignite it into a wildfire so uncontrollable, it would consume us both, and drive us into the path of sinfulness. But we were like wild wolves when we were near each other, and animals don’t know what sin is. They take what they can, do what pleases them, ravage the other, without any sense of shame nor remorse.
Tomorrow, we will be strangers again as if nothing happened. Pretending not to know each other in front of others, pretending to not even look at each other. We were just playing around, nothing serious, I’m not the relationship kind of man. I don’t know when I will see her again, I don’t know if I will ever see her again. But she craves passion that will consume her, even the devil don’t have an answer for her, as only I can satiate her. Her body yearns to be freed, wanting to be gratified, begging for completeness… it yearns to be saved by me.