Literature
Wicked Games
Were laughing loudly, trying to hush each other as we go through Hotel Noirs halls. The hallway is dimmed, as usual, the guests and their companions unabashedly enjoying themselves up on the walls. The sounds of moans are a constant, but I tune them out. I wonder if she can tune them out too
My girl quiets a little, her eyes slightly widening as we pass the guests by. She bites her lip and begins to slow down, but I pull her along, whispering sweet nothings to her as we get to the elevator leading to my penthouse. Once it starts to ascend, I ravage her lips with mine, pushing her up against the wall, feeling up