Kse22chili - Katerinapetrova

Secret.

it is time for me to open up with you. Seriously.

I’m destroyed, fully. I know that it breaks your heart, when I cry again, instead of being honest with myself; but I can’t stop. That’s so much more to my soul that you haven’t seen yet, and I’m hating myself because I haven’t even tried showing it to you.

I wanna be with you, in a way that you will never understand; I was brought up by two morally and emotionally diverse parents: one was too affectionate and oblivious to the world, and the other one was too cold and overprotective, so both of them never realised how toxic it became.

And you do it so well. You’re so understanding. You’re there for me. You’re my other half. That part which I’ve been missing for a lot of time. You stare at me and to me, that, that is the sun. The sun looking at me, admiring me but never blinding my eyes or burning my skin. Because you know exactly what I need.

You’re the moon to my inner stars. You complete me entirely.

And there’s a whole lot of baggage that you can’t see because i’ve been hiding it to you. Will I ever feel the need to show you where I’m hurting?

I know you hear me when I cry. It hurts you. But I can’t stop.

If you were anybody else, you’d leave me in my own torment. But, you're not and I don't know idf that makes me feel any better.

It breaks your heart. Leaving me.

So why are you leaving me?

listen boys, being soulmates are nice, but not on this one okay?

trying to ride simon but failing miserably every time. he'll never request it from you, no, but what man doesn't love to have his beautiful girl bouncing on his veiny cock, your breasts at perfect level to be squeezed and nipples sucked? to feel himself impaling your pussy, abusing your cervix but you're too fucking desperate to care about the dull ache in your stomach.

you're working yourself so hard, puffy clit rubbing against his pelvis with each bounce, his blond pubes leaving teasing kisses that threaten to drag you over the edge. but simon is greedy, he needs more of you, faster and harder. he needs to control you.

you know as soon as his legs spread apart on the bed, it's over for you, control is immediately gone. he plants his feet down on the mattress, his hips propping you up, pushing his leaking cock even further than you felt was possible, his full balls pressed against your plushy ass.

his strong arms wrap around you, pulling your upper half down onto him so your chests are pressed together, locking you into place as he fucks you. your mind is foggy, the sense leaving your brain at the intense pleasure he gives you, tight walls strangling his throbbing dick, a silent plea for him to destroy your insides. cream dribbles out of your pussy, trailing down his balls to the sheets, leaving a damp stain in its wake.

hot tears are pouring out of your eyes, pure bliss enveloping you as he uses you as his cum dump. the only words you can blabber out are "fuck simon!" and even then your tongue struggles to work properly, senses overloaded as your orgasm washes over you, the pressure in your head so intense black dots line your vision.

you can't hear or think, only feeling the vibration of simon's chest against yours with his low groans, probably praising how good you feel and that he's right there but you're too fucked out to understand. you can only feel the sweat dripping down his chest, his skin sticking to yours as he fucks you into oblivion.

his thighs stutter as he finishes, filling you as deep as he can go with ropes of hot, thick white cum. it fills you to the brim, dripping out of your pussy and down your inner thighs, only adding to the soiled sheets beneath you. slowing his thrusts to a stop, he pushes you up by the shoulders, taking a good look at your flushed face. drool is pooled in the corner of your mouth, red cheeks stained with tears, looking as wrecked and beautiful as ever.

his dark brown eyes dance along your body, as if taking a mental video of your chest rising and falling rapidly, attempting to catch your breath while looking at him with that glossy look in your eye.

so yeah, you may fail to ride him to orgasm every time, but fuck is it worth it.

oh, fuck off 🫠

lando: fuck am i doing???!

max *almost spits his water*: yeah less of the swearing pal, we’ll get fined on here in a minute

lando: bollocks

max: i’m gonna be down about 50 grand in the next hour if you keep that up. just got an email from the fia

i am fucking crazy

“Attracting a tempest”

Soft lips caressing my skin.

Italy’s heat embracing my senses, meanwhile you discover my body’s riddles.

Why are you so infatuated with my skin?

Perhaps, you could be a cannibal.

Never-mind, you’re too vegetarian for that.

Nonetheless, you don’t believe in religion. And you still worship me as if I was reading the Testament to you.

Stay on your knees.

Crawl to me.

Start praying.

Repeat after me.

Kiss your way to my lips. And shatter my heart.

Can we call this infatuation of yours Love?

Is it love?

Or is it just hunger?

You tell me.

oh my baby