HE DIDN’T STOP.
EVEN WHEN I WHIMPERED, EVEN WHEN MY BODY TENSED UNDER HIS TOUCH—HE KEPT GOING.
HIS HANDS WERE ROUGH, HIS GRIP TIGHT, LIKE HE COULDN’T CONTROL HIMSELF.
LIKE MY PAIN ONLY MADE HIM WANT ME MORE.
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Marks of Vivaan
HE DIDN’T STOP.
EVEN WHEN I WHIMPERED, EVEN WHEN MY BODY TENSED UNDER HIS TOUCH—HE KEPT GOING.HIS HANDS WERE ROUGH, HIS GRIP TIGHT, LIKE HE COULDN’T CONTROL HIMSELF.
LIKE MY PAIN ONLY MADE HIM WANT ME MORE.
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Turning my real-life encounters into engaging, steamy stories for others to enjoy. Using writing as a way to express and explore my sexuality without censorship.
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