take a bite of my heart;
“Please.”
Her fingers skate down the wall, soon his hair is entangled in her digits. It hurts, the way he’s tearing into her bare thigh but it’s a hurt she loves. A hurt that has her covered in sweat from excitement and adrenaline. She’d barely been inside the house before he’d attacked her, her keys clattering to the floor as her back met wall. Her leggings lay in two pieces on the carpet, drops of her blood creating a pool on the discarded rags.
Chest heaving, she presses her thigh harder into his mouth. “Please Danny, please.” She doesn’t even know what she’s begging for, heat spreading in her belly like wildfire. Every gulp he takes has her core aching fiercely and with his face so close, she knows he can tell.
Unable to bear it anymore, she cries out with her head tilted back against the wall and her eyes screwed shut. It’s unreal, legs quaking as they give out but he’s got her. He always has her.










