I don’t want you at your worse. Each time I console somebody and dismiss their huge flaws it’s used against me. I would be with someone who may not be on the same level with me, because I yearn to help them. I am ambitious and I just want others to be ambitious as I. At first you don’t want to get too close to those kind of people, then you do. Once your heart gets closer to them, it is broken bit by bit. It could be through their actions and words. You think to yourself “I was only trying to be there”. Then you find yourself pushing away slowly. Then when you’re finally away and moved on with life they reappear. They began to tell you that you made them better for somebody else. You put your all into them because you believed in them, but they didn’t believe in themselves. They think they mean well, but it’s daggers straight to your heart. Those daggers will pierce your soul and have you questioning the world. Again, I don’t want you at your worse, I want you to work hard. Then give me what I deserve. The fucking BEST.
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“Your mind is my playground. You’ve been mind-fucked”
~ Author L. Hayes
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Arianna looked up at the fluffy white clouds in the sky. The Spring breeze blew through her thick brown hair. Keith wrapped his arms around her voluptuous 5’4 frame. He bent his tall frame down to kiss her dark brown skin. She looked up at him and gave him a half smile. She kept her arms crossed as she watched lovers on the beach holding hands and children running with sand buckets. Today was a big mistake. She should have never agreed to meet up with Keith at the beach. There was absolutely nothing for them to discuss. Everything about Keith was amazing. He had a great career, he was stable, and he was very handsome. The problem she had with Keith was the fact that he had a girlfriend. She known him for years before he met his girlfriend. He completely broke her heart during their lovers and friends process but she decided to forgive him. She had welcomed him back into her full plate of life and yet again he spoiled her appetite. He spoiled her appetite for happiness. He spoiled her zest for life. She kept taking him back and dropping him to the point of insanity. This time it was going to be different she promised herself.
She turned around and stared into his sparkling apple cider colored eyes. She touched his chin. “We can’t be friends anymore, because you don’t know how to be a friend.” Keith was about to talk and she placed her fingertips over his lips. “I specifically remember you telling me that you’re not in love with me. Based on your actions, it’s pretty clear you’re in love with her. So have a nice life. Please don’t contact me, this is hard for me as it is.”
She walked away slowly as the wind blew upon her face. She wanted to gaze at his face once more, but she didn’t turn around. She took off her sandals and allowed the sand to massage her toes. She sat down under the shaded pier. She brought her knees up to her chin and closed her eyes.
“Miss Ari the ‘Know it All’.” A deep voice called out to her.
She smiled with her eyes still closed. She didn’t have to look up to know who that was. It was her old neighbor that used to live across the hall from her. He called her that because they always held debates about politics, life, or anything that crossed their minds. He always said she knew too damn much.
She opened her eyes and turned her head. He was seated across from her. “How long have you been spying on me Daniel?”
“I was here first. You just didn’t notice me. You were in your own world.” He stood up and sat next to her. “Are you alright?” Daniel wrapped his arms around her and she leaned into his chest. The lovely smell of his locs welcomed her.
She sighed, “I will be.”
They had opportunities to be with each other, but each time he seen Keith at her place he never approached her. He assumed that they were an item. The sounds of the birds surrounded them and the sun began to set along the horizon. She looked up at him and their eyes danced. They began to kiss passionately as their breaths began to get heavier. He gently pushed her onto her back. He took his locs down and they cascaded across his shoulders. He leaned down and began kissing her neck as he removed her tube top. He kissed down to her dark brown nipples and began sucking on them gently. He pushed her breast together and ran his tongue across her nipples once more. He licked down to her navel. He hitched up her skirt and removed her thongs. He began to eat her out like it was his last supper. He licked her clit with his tongue as she squirmed in the sand with delight. He flipped her over and she arched her back. He continued to lick her sweet spot faster from the back as she moaned. He grabbed her hair and entered her from the back, she moaned as he pleased her. As she bounced back he began to stroke faster. The sounds of their moaning mixed in with the waves collapsing along the pier. They switched positions as she climbed on top. He held onto her hips as she began to ride him slowly as she stared into his eyes. He leaned up to suck on her breast, she leaned her head back as she rode him faster. She began to bounce faster as he held onto her breast. She leaned down to kiss him as she gave him the ride of his life. Their tongues intertwined as they shared an amorous kiss. They came together in perfect harmony with the ocean. She laid in his arms as they both just laid in silence, allowing the sound of the ocean become their soundtrack.
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Anonymous asked: What inspires you to write your stories?
It depends on the story. If it’s one of my stories on my erotic website, I’m stimulated by maybe seeing an attractive male and I look at him and come up with an assumption how he would be romantically. With my book Diamond Dreams I sat around just daydreaming about scenes that I thought should be a movie, so I decided to write it. I’m inspired when I walk around the block or when I go on a drive, sometimes changing atmosphere’s really have the creative juices flowing. Thanks for asking!