Him
Maybe it was the deep smell of alcohol or that I was clearly intoxicated, but he looked delicious. Sweat dripping from his body, just right. Hot to the touch it looked but I knew he was cold inside and out. My body grew more with with desire, has I just needed one taste to satisfy me. I wanted no needed Him, he just stood knowing what I desired him, that sweet Twix bar, I just brought out from the fridge.
Truth be told I expected this. Writhing under him, trying to escape this predicament. I was going to lose my virginity my innocence.
Trying to plead was no use, just excepting. Tearing my clothes off, he smirked with a wicked park in his eyes. His crooked smile, ugly battered face all looked real. Maybe it was all a dream, but I got a reality check when the pain enveloped me has tears streamed down my face. My innocence was gone never to return again.
Lust or ........
Looking at every inch of my body with devouring eyes, he wanted me. Lust filled his heart for me, just me. I imagined his body pressed against mine, arms that wrapped around me protectively. Maybe it was a fantasy, but it could be reality. "I saw you from afar and I would like to buy you a drink". "No" I smiled rejection could really make a day perfect