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too fast for love!

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no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy,moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious,gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride.

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its me again idgaf that mick mars nsfw thing was so yummy i need more mick mars literally anythinf you can think of even if its raunchy 🙏🙏🙏

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The air backstage was thick with cigarette smoke and the lingering scent of whiskey. The after-show buzz pulsed through the dressing room as groupies and roadies milled about, but your focus was locked on one man.

Mick Mars sat on a worn-out leather couch, a half-empty bottle of Jack cradled between his fingers. His dark eyes flickered up to meet yours, the faintest smirk curling his lips. He wasn’t loud like the others, didn’t need to be. His presence alone had a gravity that pulled you in.

“You keep lookin’ at me like that, sweetheart, and I’m gonna start thinkin’ you want somethin’,” he muttered, voice rough from years of smoke and whiskey.

Your stomach tightened. You did want something.

Without a word, you crossed the room, stopping just in front of him. The way his gaze dragged over your body sent a flush through you, heat pooling low in your belly. The music from the other room throbbed through the walls, but here, it was just the two of you.

Mick took a slow drag from his cigarette before stubbing it out on the table beside him. He set the bottle down, then reached for you, fingers curling around your wrist.

“Come here,” he rasped.

You straddled his lap without hesitation, your breath hitching as his hands settled on your hips, firm and possessive. He smelled like leather and sin, and when he leaned in, his lips ghosted over your throat, teasing before he sank his teeth in just enough to make you shudder.

“Fuck,” you breathed, grinding against him, feeling the evidence of his desire hard against you.

Mick chuckled, low and dark. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

His hands slid beneath your shirt, calloused palms tracing over your heated skin. He moved slow, deliberate, like he had all the time in the world to unravel you. When his mouth finally crashed against yours, it was all tongue and teeth, raw and hungry.

The room spun as he flipped you onto your back, the worn leather cool against your skin as he pulled your clothes away, piece by piece. His own shirt hit the floor next, revealing lean muscle, scars, ink. He pressed his body against yours, letting you feel every inch of him, making damn sure you knew exactly what was coming next.

“Hope you can keep up, sweetheart,” he murmured against your lips.

And then he showed you exactly why they called him a legend.

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💖🎭

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Mick Mars 💖💕

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😍

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my favorite album!!💖

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he looks like a wet cat 😹

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Motley Crue! 💕

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Motley Crue 💖

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Nikki Sixx!

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Mick!😍

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Vince Neil!💖

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Nikki Sixx!

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Vince neil and Mick mars!

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Nikki Sixx!