Tag Archives: d.b.

911 [03 September 2017]

The fantasy is broken, where you and I ever possibly, may be, might be, could be. My insecurities rise like the gates of a castle, deep like the moat around it. You were never supposed to be. Intentions never meant … Continue reading

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910 [30 August 2017]

To hear your ragged breath close to my ear as you press into me. To feel your palm rough against my breast as my nipples tighten. To open my eyes with you inside me, bringing me awake with a cry … Continue reading

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