notes: this is just little ideas I came up with, I will probably add more to this post through edits but for now here’s what I have!
each separation is the start of a new idea btw.
I laid on my back like usual, we loved watching eachother, admiring our reactions, but this time was different. we hadn’t seen each other in a while and I was beginning to think all his whining about missing me was for show. till he got his hands on me. his hands dug into my hips with a tough grip. it was going to leave a bruise and I was fine with that. he sat up instead of leaning over me, he was focused on making every bit count, he looked up at me face every now and again just to start going harder into me. seeing how my reaction got bigger each time. I was close to begging, I just wanted him inside me. I want him to coat my insides with himself. I want to be his. I want to wear his marks like jewelry. my skin was an empty canvas and I wanted him to paint it all.
I loved the way he would lift his head up for me to kiss his neck and shoulder. traveling from his lips to the rest of his soft skin, I like to think he enjoyed it when I kissed him like this. he liked having my lips and teeth sink into his skin so sweetly. he would somewhat pant as I started, clearly breathless. I took his breath away. and even he would admit that.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10ggt7a/everything_i_wish_i_did_differently_small
Gods above…