Love me
Colin
I am underneath Lo, in a room I share with my father, and I don't even care. I want him to take off my clothes; I want to feel his skin on mine. The heat that only he can give me.
His legs are in between mine; my grip is on his black shirt. The grunts that are escaping from his lips are driving me crazy.
His hands touched my chest and my waist. He touches me everywhere, and it is like fire.
I finally succeed in getting his shirt off, and he pulls back slightly from kissing me.
"What if your dad walks in?" he asks worriedly.
I want to tell him I don't care because, at this moment, he is the only one that matters.
"I don't care," I smash my lips back to his and he lets out a grunt of satisfaction. I take off his pants and he expresses pleasure from that. I almost lost Lo. If things had taken another direction, I would have been in this bed against my will with his sister. He is here and he still wants me. That is all that matters.