I liked you best with your pants down, around your ankles
And you writhed against me, and trapped me between the wall and your body.
I liked you best with your mouth pressed to my shoulder
And you moanedgroanedSCREAMED, and bit through my flesh to stifle it all.
I liked you best when words dripped from your mouth
And they tasted like honey, with just a hint of sin, and were a poison of the worst sort.
I liked you best when you left me bruised and broken
Because you would smile at me, and baby, that smile kept me coming back for more.















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