MisaLaVan
Make me your queen, fuck me like your whore.
- Joined
- Nov 12, 2013
- Location
- NeverEverLand
RE: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw
Isabella moaned when his hand moved to her stomach. She enjoyed his touch, it was something she had come to need in her life. When he pulled away from her she had missed his touch more then anything. There was something about him touching her that made her feel safe. She laughed at his teasing and shook her head. She slipped from his lap and gave the puppy kiss. She was heading toward the bathroom when she stopped. She didn't look back at Joren just stood there for a moment before speaking. "If you hurt me like that again.... I'll leave you." She said lightly. She wasn't trying to be mean but she needed him to understand where they stood. She went into the bathroom, washing herself up and getting dress. While she loved Joren she could never go through that again, it would kill her. She knew, as she was sure he did, there relationship would never truly get back to how it had been. She walked out of the bathroom, the light green dress hugged her body just right. She walked back toward the bed and next to Joren. Her fingers wiggled just above Outlaws head as he tried to nip them.
Isabella moaned when his hand moved to her stomach. She enjoyed his touch, it was something she had come to need in her life. When he pulled away from her she had missed his touch more then anything. There was something about him touching her that made her feel safe. She laughed at his teasing and shook her head. She slipped from his lap and gave the puppy kiss. She was heading toward the bathroom when she stopped. She didn't look back at Joren just stood there for a moment before speaking. "If you hurt me like that again.... I'll leave you." She said lightly. She wasn't trying to be mean but she needed him to understand where they stood. She went into the bathroom, washing herself up and getting dress. While she loved Joren she could never go through that again, it would kill her. She knew, as she was sure he did, there relationship would never truly get back to how it had been. She walked out of the bathroom, the light green dress hugged her body just right. She walked back toward the bed and next to Joren. Her fingers wiggled just above Outlaws head as he tried to nip them.