When you really thought about it crying was a rather bizarre thing for any creature to be capable of. What purpose did it serve other than revealing too much?
Kitty ThomasStichwörter: erotica
Somewhere deep in my mind, I knew he could be my new ocean.
Kitty ThomasHis touch was like heroin in my veins, and I was a grateful addict.
Kitty ThomasI know I need him. And I hope he needs me. What we have is fucked up and twisted, but it serves a need. I know I've always been wired differently. He only brought to the surface what was already there.
Kitty ThomasI felt that if he touched me, I'd die. and then the thought crawled into my brain that if he didn't touch me, I'd die.
Kitty ThomasHe said it with everything he did, every touch, every caress, every physical pleasure he bestowed upon me. Give it all to me. Give me your will.
Kitty ThomasStichwörter: will pleasure touch give caress
I'm your responsiblity now. You created me. You made me this way. This is your fucking mess. If you suddenly care about morality, then don't make me go. "Let me stay. I'll be your slave. I'll be your whore. I'll never fight you. I won't disobey. Whatever you want, just don't make me go back. Please. I can't live in that world anymore. You know it's true. I just want to be yours.
Kitty ThomasThe only thing you're safe from is everyone and everything else. I can protect you from literally anything but myself.
Pray that i don't love you, Juliette. I'm scared of what will happen to you if i do" - The Last Girl
Stichwörter: dark-erotica kitty-thomas the-last-girl
You may get me to say the word, but know this, you will never truly own me. That right belongs to my real master. You may take his symbol off my hip, but there will always be a scar that reminds us both what was there. And you might take his collar off my throat, but you'll never erase his name from my soul.
Kitty ThomasStichwörter: slavery bdsm erotica
She thought she was wrong? He was the one who got a hard-on every time she looked up at him with those desperate, brown eyes. Everything in his brain screamed: Prey. Take. Use. He wasn't exactly proud of it, but there it was.
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