Author's Note: Reviews? Awesome.
We date. Sex
follows. This much
is easy. I understand.
He's hard and
kisses are rough
pinching, nipples. Tweaking,
prodding.
reciprocation is expected, of course.
mouth moves
up and down.
spit, suck swallow.
I want this.
I want this.
I want this.
(We both know I don't.)
Harder, deeper
faster. Inside me now,
even as my heart screams
no; Emily's mind
shouts yes.
Ignore the pain. Keep
the lights off
so he cannot
see my scars, and
even with eyes
wide open
I cannot see
his face.
(It's preferable for both of us this way)
Fake an orgasm,
pretend to moan,
make him come,
seek release.
There is no romance here.