Based on Yes, Sir by flxwless-zjm♡
Please, hear the song while reading this♡
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Im laying in my bed while the cars are driving on the cold rainy street.
My thoughts always filled with the same as the night before.
My Body feeling the same touch as days before.
Even when it's just imagine..
I still hear his angry words growl in my sensitive ear when I didn't called him 'Sir'.
I feel his rough hands explore my naked and soft skin when I begged him for more of his touch.
I begged even when I always knew.. that he wouldn't give me more on my instructions which only were a small whisper..
I closed my eyes and imagined more..
A part of my brain concentrated itself of his face...
His perfect sky blue eyes.. his sharp jaw with a small rough scruff where I loved to place small light kisses along..
His blonde hair where he didn't allowed me to tangle my fingers in.
And his body..
His strong chest close to mine while his lips played along my neck and his teeth.. making small love bites to leave dark purple marks on my skin, so everyone knew that I'm the property from someone.
His strong arms which hold mine down on the bed everytime when i didnt obeyed him.
His sexy voice growling the things I did wrong and how I get punished for that.
Each word send warnings through my body when my hair started to straighted up from my warm skin.
His soft lips kissing slowly mine to wrap me around his finger. Then.. turning his lips into rough ones, kissing me hungrily and aggressive while exploring my mouth with his soft tongue.
Everytime I tried to count the seconds he needs to rip of my clothes like it was just a obstacle.
But everytime.. I failed..
Everytime he touched me I wasn't myself anymore..
I forgot everything around me.. everyone..
Everything bad and everything good..
Everything what happened the day or what would have happened if he wouldn't had the need to taste me..
This emptiness.. the loose of the touch which I was addicted too.. it drives me crazy..
I can't get enough of this feeling of safety, roughness, dominance and the feeling of being his little Toy.
Everytime he touched me I feel like the puzzle is completed.
I feel like my body is heated up after a piece of a second and it's getting hotter and hotter.. it wouldnt cool down.
