Perfect Weekend with Me

The sun beat down relentlessly on the rooftop as they gazed out over the cityscape, their eyes locked in a fiery embrace. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling with anticipation as his hands roamed freely over her supple skin. Suddenly, he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, exposing her neck to the merciless sun. With a growl, he sank his teeth into her flesh, drawing blood that ran down her neck and onto her chest."This," he panted,"is going to be one fucking perfect weekend with me." And with that, he picked her up and carried her inside, their twisted love fest having only just begun.