A/N//Yes, you can leave it up to me to write a twisted, sick and tragic backstory… Oh my god, I feel so bad…I think I planned something too dark for Delilah’s and Jake’s story. Like I originally jotted all of this down and now I want to erase it…! I wanna cry…it’s fake, so why does it feel so real?! I’m falling too deep into this…that’s why I stopped writing really dark romance.
Zayd ran his hand through his wet hair, looking over at Quinn who stood beside him in the shower. She was glaring, arms folded across her chest. He scoffed playfully at her. “What? You’re the one who promised to spend every second, every minute and every hour of today with me.” “I didn’t say that…I
There was a crowd around the elevated area of the grounds, waiting for the real show to begin. Some of them were drinking, some were filling their guts with the food being served, and some were gossiping…wondering if this would go just as it did the last time. Would they have to do this a third time
Quinn wrung her hands in front of her…she was nervous, this was the second time she stood up on a podium, but this time she was giving herself entirely to a different man. She didn’t feel the shame she should…instead there was this joyful feeling that flourished around her fleetly beating heart. As
She could feel the bond like she’d never felt it before; something magnetic, powerful and magical flowing like blood all throughout her. They were becoming one; numerous emotions were flashing across their minds, flooding from one only to drown the other… Love; pure and unconditional love… Anxious
“Shhh…let me do it once more. Let me worship you…” Her hand reached into his underwear, slow and yet eagerly taking his c*ck out. It was hard, standing so fierce in front of green eyes that ran down the thick length of it. Quinn gripped it tighter, licking her lips, moistening them before circling
And then slowly he invaded her walls…so slow that Quinn knew it was deliberate. He wanted her to feel him, every inch of him…breaching deeper…to a place where only his c*ck belonged. His free hand reached beneath her neck, grabbing loosely, and her unsteady gaze immediately fixated on him. “Does it
Jake jumped awake with sweat dripping down his forehead. He’d been living in a nightmare, one he was so glad to have woken up from. His eyes glanced around the room; alarmed. He was in a hospital room…and he immediately remembered why he was here; Delilah, it was all because of that little… He pin
The red hair that blocked a portion of her face his hands so badly wanted to ‘gently’ swipe them behind her ears…and he wanted to draw nearer…to get an even stronger whiff of the sweet scent she possessed… Stargazer lilies…and fresh lemons… The scent seemed to have captivated him, that and the bea