"Tell me something that no one else knows darling" she crooned to me as I ran my fingers thru strands of her golden blonde hair before grabbing it and wrapping a fist full of strands around my hands and pulling tightly, moving in for a rough kiss on her soft lips. She bit my lip and drew blood. I bit hers and she yelped as if she had had a small ******. Her body became weak beneath my touch.
"You've ruined me for the rest of my life."
"I said to tell me something no one knew, not something that is dreadfully obvious to even the town drunkard."
"I am the town drunkard."
"City drunkard."
"State drunkard."
"Earth drunkard."
"THE drunkard," I roared and pulled her closer to me, feeling the ache of her skin as it collided into mine. Her breathing was heavy. Rapturous. She smelled of lust and passion that only comes in the moment of being caught doing a thing that should not be done. I inhaled her. I wanted to destroy her so that no one else could ever know her the way I do.
"You're mine."
"Oh am I now?"
"Yes. Now."
"Well then. Own me."
"I don't want to own you."
"Oh? What is it you want then," she asked with a slight tremble in her voice.
"I want to break you as you've broken me."
"What if I am already broken?"
"Then I will take you."
"Take me."
Unfinished excerpt from a story rambling in my head.