BreathA Story by JordanIt's all in how you use your words. My pulse is getting quicker. My breathing is so shaky. I can only imagine what you're feeling. I've thought about this a lot. I've wanted you for so long. This is my first time, but I'm sure you could tell by now. And it's obvious that it's yours too. Just look at those tears. Maybe if I just kiss you you'll calm down. Please don't scream. I know it hurts, just please calm down. I love pressing against you, dragging my hand down your body. The look in your eyes makes me come alive. Is it fear? Excitement? I love the way it feels when I press it against you and feel it slide in. My heart is beating out of my chest. Who knew it would be so amazing. I said stop screaming! You're ruining it for me! I sharpened the knife myself just so it would be easier on you. Don't you appreciate that? Don't you love me? Look me in the eye! You never would have respected me in the first place. That's why I had to take you. I waited so long. I tried to fight it. I watched you, bled for you, cried over you, but you never knew I was there! I love you so much and for what? For you to act this way? I tried fighting it. But I couldn't help the thoughts. I couldn't help the want. The need. The lust. I needed to feel you. I needed to feel your breath. The very last one. Slide out of your body. Be still. Just let me in. I love you. I love the darkness in your eyes. I love the way your hair smells, I washed it myself. I love the way your skin feels under my fingers. So cold. So soft. So pale. And even with the blood running down your chin and the gag in your mouth, I love the way your lips feel on mine. They're icy but they light a fire in me. But most of all...I loved the way your last breath felt on my neck.
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