Snippet Case

An almost animalistic growl came from my throat as soon as I slammed the brunette against the pale white wall. In response she gently nibbled on my ear lobe and tightened her grip around my waist. I undid the buttons of her flannel, apperantly too slowly for her liking because she practically tore her shirt open by the time I reached the fourth one. "Do you like what you see?" She whispered as she let her right hand wander down south. I nodded, kissing her neck trailing down to her collar bone down to her solid C-cup mounds. Almost as if on cue her bra fell to the floor and she pulled out my hardening member. She pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me. The girl pressed her glossy red lips onto my jaw, "Don't worry. I'll make this fun for both of us. I promise." Truth is: this isn't fun nor will it ever be. Tonight her only purpose is to be my version of a chocolate cake slice to a bad break-up. In no way does it help me but maybe if I have enough of it I'll magically feel better. Or maybe I could just go into a food coma and never have to think about Sydn-her again. I wouldn't have to think about how cute she looks when she's thinking too hard or how her eyes squint everytime she laughs. The girl in between my knees snapped me back into reality. Apparently she had been moaning my name for the last few minutes and I hadn't even heard. I ran my fingers through her hair, grabbing a handful in the process. Might as well fake it until you make it right?

"Everyone barks and they are all still believing, to tear out your heart would send all your secrets to me. But I let you down and swollen and small is where you'll find me now!" "Jesus Christ! Matt! Shut the fuck up would you?" I scowled, giving the peppy blonde a dirty look. He ignored me and continued to dig through my pantry for anything edible he could throw into the breakfast he was making.