I walk so fast I’m almost running. I slip into the room, and you’re already there, you’re waiting for me.
I know girls are supposed to like it, but I don’t, OK? It freaks me out. It scares me. What if I look weird that close up? What if I taste bad?
This last year my wife did something extraordinarily different and way better than any other Thanksgiving holiday. Something that I hope that she continues to do for all the Thanksgivings to come.
I have wanted you for so long. Finally the time has come. We can be together. No longer do we have to hide our feelings or let our love be a secret. This moment right here is what we both have been waiting for. We are alone and ready to share our love for each other.
It was the first snowfall of the year, but it was unfortunately a bad one. A blizzard mixed with hail, and the forecast said it wouldn't stop until morning. Unfortunately for Marissa, the homeless shelter was full and she had nowhere else to go.
I was in the living room, standing in front of a small crowd of men sitting on couches and armchairs in front of me. My arms were bound tightly behind my back, leaving my bare chest completely exposed to the hungry eyes roaming over my body. I stared back at them, just as aroused and wishing one of them would come forward and touch me. Fuck me. But none of them would dare disobey Liam, who had ordered them to only look while he toyed with me.
My name is Corporal Rhiannon De la Vega. I joined the Marines in 2008 after high school against my dear mother’s wishes. My mom is a diehard Jesus freak and was super strict on her five daughters growing up, which will paint a picture for y’all of why I turned out the way I did. They always say strict parents make sneaky kids, and boy was that true for me. My sisters and I are all stacked body wise and developed early as fuck, so she always had us wearing these Pentecostal type long skirts and long sleeved shirts in a failed attempt at covering us up. I was always the one wearing booty shorts and tank tops under my churchy ass clothes and taking them off when I got to school. She heavily advised against the Marine Corps, one because she afraid for me because of the “misogynist ways of men” in her words, two because….well, to be quite frank about it, my mom knows I’m her wildest child. And when I say wild, sis, I mean I love men, haha! And a man in uniform is definitely my weakness, so my hot ass knew the Corps was the branch for me. So, in between senior year classes, I was getting in shape and studying for the ASVAB.
I was strutting in the illumination of the city of lights with the thrill appeal of being in this grandiose city. I felt incredibly invincible in this city, where I knew a few things. The facts of knowing excited me. The secrecy of the new supply of adventure and sex fueled my game of Cat and Mouse. The curiosity was killing me. One week had passed since our first meeting in my city; comparably small to his city. In his city I could strut like a Queen Feline. Leo women tend to have a fierce existence: “... Leos can never hide when they like or are smitten by someone….she is forward and she is confident…” Even with my petite stature of 4’11, I pack a lot of heat.
It’s a cliché, I know, but I never believed in love at first sight, and then I met Nick.
You'll never guess what I did Kai? I decided to arrange a little 'surprise' for Marlon recently. The fact is everything that I've done with Marlon has been because he orchestrated every scene, it was all due to him so far that our relationship has blossomed into what it is now. Of course I am very appreciative of it all but I don't want him to think that he's the only one with sexy tricks up his sleeve. Within all our sexual moments and escapades, we've discussed each other's experiences to a T and the fact that Marlon has been the only one surprising me with his antics had him thinking that he was the only one that could do it like that. The braggadocios way he described the details after everything was said and done had me feeling like I needed to show him that I too could cunning and sexually free with my planning. I clearly showed him that I was open to all of his ideas so it was time for him to be open to mine. What was my idea you ask? A little payback of course!
The alarm cut through my sleep like a hot knife through something warm and fluffy and comforting. I opened my eyes and groaned. One moment I’d been deep in blissful oblivion, the next it was Monday morning in the real world.
“It’s your turn to cook tonight,” Rachel said as we were spooning on the sofa.