| Swirls Of Crammed Desire

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐘

God, I wanted to use her in so many ways. I knew she was ruined, but I wanted to search for the tiniest part of her that was left and make it mine. Claim it. Use it. And if I wanted to, ruin it most unapologetically.

With a gentle touch and eager fingertips, I loosened the first button of her shirt, sweeping the fabric to the side, exposing the round flesh of her breast, her nipple teasing me by only allowing me a peek of the rosy bud.