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John Mattheoke up with his hand on his cock Or rather, he seo, however

In his foggyhim up from the inside out He saw them on her bed in that base on, her straddling his hips, hiood and solid on top of hiainst his erection, her powerful body arching and releasing as she rubbed herself on what ached to penetrate her

He needed to get in her Needed to leave so of himself behind

Needed toto the point of compulsion and yet his conscience prickled as he sat up and took one of her nipples into hison it, tonguing it, nipping it ever so gently, on so--and that even in a fantasy, it rong It wasn&039;t fair to her memory, and yet the visions had too rip and the moment was too undeniable and electric to turn away fro back

John iined that he rolled her over onto her back and looray eyes Her thighs were split on either side of his hips, her lush sex ready for what he wanted to give her, her scent burrowing into his nose until all he kneas her Running his palms over her breasts and down her stomach, he marveled at how similar their bodies were She was smaller compared to him, but their ht as bone when they were engaged He loved how unyielding she was beneath her soft, sh

He wanted her like crazy

Except suddenly he could go no further

It was as if the fantasy jaital file corrupted And all he had left was his attraction and this wrenching, on-the-brink ecstasy that was going to drive him insane--

Xhex reached up to his face and cupped it, and with the gentle contact, she abruptly commanded all of him, his head and his body and his soul: She owned hihs He was hers

"Co her head to the side

Tears turned his vision wavy Finally, they were going to kiss Finally, what she had denied hi to happen--

When he leaned down she guided his mouth back to her nipple

He felt aof rejection, but then this weird elation hit hiured that maybe it wasn&039;t a drea aside his sadness, he concentrated on what she illing to give him

"Mark s, he ran one sharp white tip around her areola, circling, stroking He wanted to ask her if she was sure, but she answered that question herself In a quick move, she jacked off the mattress and held his head down to her skin so that he struck her and a sliver of blood was drawn

John jerked back, afraid he&039;d hurt her but he hadn&039;t, and as she arched in an erotic wave, the glistening wellspring of her life asm

"Take from me," she commanded as his cock jerked and hot pulses poured out over her thighs "Do it, John Now"

She didn&039;t have to ask him twice He was captivated by the bead of deep red that bloorace eased down the pale side of her breast Leading with his tongue, he caught the trail and swept it back home with a flick that ended with her nipple--

His whole body shi out of hi her skin as he fell into the throes of another release Xhex&039;s blood was bold and heady in his mouth, an addiction fully formed on the first try, a destination he didn&039;t want to ever leave now that he was there As he savored what he&039;d taken, he thought he heard her laugh in satisfaction, but then he was lost to what she gave hied over both her nipple and the cut and then his lips for her dark flavor down his throat and into his gut The communion with her was all he&039;d ever wanted, and now that he was feeding froy that caive her so back, he shifted his arm down so that his hand swept over her hip and between her thighs Tracing the taut muscles he found her core Oh, God, she was slippery s to receive hih he didn&039;t know a shitload about female anatoers should go and what they should be doing

It didn&039;t take long before what he was touching her as as wet as what he was stroking and it was then that he slid his ed the top of her and found a rhyth at her breast

He was bringing her to the edge, taking her with hi, when he knew he needed more He wanted to be in her when she came Then he would be completed in some ethereal way, made whole inside his skin

It was a bonded male&039;s drive and necessity What he had to have in order to feel at peace

Lifting his lips froed his hand frolossy cock was poised over her open legs Meeting her eyes in the incendiary moment, he brushed the short hair around her face Slowly, he dropped his mouth doard--

"No," she said "That&039;s not what this is about"

John Matthew shot upright, the fantasy of the dreaid cords of pain

With disgust, he let go of his arousal--not that he was hard anymore His cock had positively shriveled up, in spite of the orgas&039;s head

That&039;s not what this is about

Unlike the dream, which had been a total hypothetical, those words were ones she&039;d actually said to him--and in precisely that sexual context

As he looked down at his naked body, the releases he&039;d had, the ones he&039;d iined he&039;d had on her, were all over his belly and the sheets

Why the hell did that spell out alone like nothing else could

Glancing at the clock, he saw he&039;d slept through his alarm Or more likely he hadn&039;t bothered to set it One bene to insoe your phone from all the snooze buttons you hit

In the shower, he washed himself quickly and started with his cock He hated what he&039;d done in that odd half-asleep zone It felt totally wrong to jerk off, considering the situation, and fro to sleep in his jeans if he had to

Although knowing his hand, the da would have probably ended up behind the fly anyway

Fuck it, he was gonna chain his wrists to the frickin&039; headboard

After he shaved, which like tooth maintenance was out of habit rather than pride in his appearance, he braced his palms on thethe water sweep over him

Lessers were i his head, he felt the hot rush over the back of his skull

Sex kicked up all kinds of bad shit for hiy stairwell blooed himself back to the present Not that it was an ih what had happened to hi mistreated that way once

Oh God

Lessers were i like a zombie, he stepped out, dried hiet dressed Just as he was pulling on his leathers, his phone went off and he reached over to his jacket to fish the thing out

Flipping it open he found a text from Trez

All it said was: 189 st francis ave 10 2nite

Clipping the phone closed, his heart beat with brutal intent Any crack in the foundation he was just looking for one little crack in Lash&039;s world, a fissure, so thing to pieces

Xhex ht be his forever e her

In the bathroorabbing his jacket, he went out into the hall Pausing, he thought of all the people ould be gathering downstairs as well as the ti left toward the grand staircase and the foyer, he went right and walked silently in spite of his shitkickers

Blaylock left his room a little before six because he wanted to check in on John Usually the guy gave a knock around mealtime, but there had been none Which meant he was either dead or dead drunk

At his buddy&039;s door, he paused and leaned in Nothing doing on the other side that he could hear