I want you to moan… I want you to gasp in my ear, pretending like you’re trying to hide the sound, like you’re trying to smother it, but I still hear it. I want your fingernails to dig into my skin and your lips to move faster and harder and deeper against mine. I want your eyes to roll back in your head and your body to push into mine, until we’re sticking to each other’s skin. I want to feel the heat radiating from your skin, I want to feel your muscles shake against my flesh. I want you to beg and I want you to throw your head back, shuddering for breath. I want your neck to be exposed for me to bite and your chest to be bare so it can be skin on skin, flesh on flesh. I want my legs wrapped around you, I want us to grind on each other so hard it makes your muscles clench and your jaw drop and your face tense in ecstasy.
reblog if you go to (or went to) Tuskegee
i’m trying to see somethin…
I am the stone that the builder refused
I am the visual, the inspiration that made lady sing the blues.
I am the spark that makes your idea bright,
the same spark that lights the dark
so that you can see your left from your right.
I am the ballot in your box, the bullet in your gun,
the inner glow that lets you know to call your brother son.
The story that just begun, the promise of whats to come,
And I’mma remain a soldier, ‘til this war is won.
I cried laughing at this part lmfao
one of the best scenes in this movie!
AMEN!!!
and then we gon eat dinner and have make up sex.
