Isabel Sanchez | The way you play with my hair is driving me crazy. (via innocentnothings)
Subtle touches that always leave me wanting for more. The worse part is you act like you don’t know. The worst part is you know exactly what you do to me. Light caresses and my hair, it does nothing but makes me shiver. Breathless, always, when you hold my arm. Just your skin against mine is enough to set my body on fire. I want you. I want you. Hold me. Hold me tight. Hold me closer. Hold me hard so the broken pieces of my heart stick back together. Hold me, and fuck me. No more teases and light caresses. I want it rough and I want it now.