Bloody Lover

The night was dark and cold, what we loved most of our nights dating. My boyfriend, Andrew, and I were making out in my apartment that evening. He kissed me down my neck and down my chest and……lower… I moaned. He took a bite of my neck lightly. I giggled, enjoying every minute. “I love… Continue reading Bloody Lover

In blood… there’s love…

The sight of the blood both repulses her and excites her, she does not know whether she should get sick or lick it away. She slowly watches the droplets slowly sliding down his hand to his forearm, mingling in the sparatic hair growing there. She watches, unable to look away, unable to close her eyes.… Continue reading In blood… there’s love…