(Arata)
(NSFW Content Ahead)
Another throaty laugh fell through his lips at my answer. But this one was darker, like the mist of night and it draped me in its chilling embrace. A promise that he would explore that darkness within me. The darkness that shrouded and consumed me at times. The one that never made me satisfied with Andy although I loved him.
I always knew I wasn't like mom. She was the epitome of innocence while I carried these morbid thoughts I tried to keep buried deep within. I was more like Baba, although he never spoke about it but I knew his disturbing and heartbreaking history.
Twisted Rider suddenly turned me and had me flush against his hard body. His hand slowly slid down my body, feeling every ridge, every dip of it until it crawled inside my panties again.
My breathing hitched for a second when his other hand grabbed my neck and held me to him while his feet landed between mine and forcefully opened them wider.
