Dirty Thoughts

I'm her worst sinful nightmare/
She's the kind of girl who has no business around a brute like me.
Nineteen. Beautiful. So fragile she could break from a hard stare.
She's running from something-or someone.
I saved her, but now I'll own her.

I'm a mob enforcer-I hurt people for a living, not go around saving girls.
But, Emily was something else.

She was so young. So innocent.
The way her eyes would pull away when you look hard enough
like she's afraid she'll break.

I had no business being around her, no business kissing her.
But once I had a taste, I couldn't stop myself.

I'll own her sweet curves.
Use her for my pleasure.
And, leave her ruined for anyone else.