There wasn't a day that I didn't go without thinking about him. I can still smell his cologne on my silky sheets, I could still feel his hand on my throat while pounding into me. First time I laid my eyes on him I knew I had to have him. I didn't care that he was dangerous, in fact it drove me wild. Everything about him was tempting, I couldn't control myself around him.
I loved the feeling of him between my legs, I loved how he could make my legs shake. He made me feel so good, I constantly craved his touch whenever he'd leave. I've never been touched the way he touches me. I know I'm not the only one he's with but little does he know we're the same.