Dangerous Temptation

My skin fucking
itched
every time I thought about that plush mouth, that sweet, wet pussy clutching at me in the same greedy manner as her hands on my shoulders.
The way she’d licked my scar like a cat grooming a sore on her young.
As if she could heal me with her touch.

I still had her virgin blood on my cock.
When I’d cleaned up in the bathroom on the way to my office, I couldn’t bring myself to wipe it off.
I liked it there.
The mark of her on me.
Knowing she would go to sleep feeling the ache of me deep inside herself.

I still had her virgin blood on my cock.