She Knew What She Came For And She Got It
The camera light is too bright and I am already lying. I say I am nervous but I am wet. He knows this when he climbs on the bed. The interview is over and I am…Read moreShow less
The camera light is too bright and I am already lying. I say I am nervous but I am wet. He knows this when he climbs on the bed. The interview is over and I am glad. His hands find the clasp of my bra and I am gone. The black fabric falls away and I am all skin and need. He moves me like I am weightless. Face down I taste cotton and the soap from the sheets. Flip and my legs are somewhere near the ceiling. I lose track of what is happening to my body. There is only heat and the sound of skin and my own voice making noises I do not recognize. The room spins. I am a mess of blonde hair and spit and want. He pulls me up and I ride him because my body knows what to do. The slap of his palm on my ass is punctuation in a language I am learning. I am close and then I am not and then I am coming and he laughs and keeps going. When he finishes on my face it is warm and I keep my eyes open. I want to see him see me. The warmth drips down my cheek and I smile with my teeth. I am still twitchin