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KING
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Beautiful brown skin.
The way her red dreadlocks flow over her back.
This is the same woman who tried to put an end to me, this demon woman who keeps following me and pulling me back into the darkness.
But I know it wasn't her fault… not totally. She was just my reminder that I couldn't escape my past.
No matter how much I tried to make myself innocent or redeemed, there was no redeeming what I did.
I fixate on her little asshole, driving my thumb inside of it while she keeps bouncing on my dick. I’m losing the feeling in my calves from sitting back on my knees for so long, but it’s glorious.
What would make this better is Paradise. I imagine fucking her right in the planes between this human life and the spiritual realm. I know how much better that would feel.
All I want to do is get back there. I know this come is not going to be as glorious as that, but surprisingly, she looks back at me with those golden eyes.
Those beautiful golden eyes make me feel like I’m closer to Heaven. They make me feel there is a part of me there where I can see my home, my own reality, for a split second.
My heart feels as though it’s beating in a different cadence, one that makes me feel as though it doesn't belong in my body. It beats in time with hers.
I can feel the tears rushing to my eyes just looking at her face.
Erica.
Then I lose focus.
My vision becomes blurry as my eyes close.
My load bears forward, crawling up from the depths of my insides.
My balls crumple to a singularity and then tighten into a laser beam, into such a fine point that it turns into a line shooting true.
I buck my hips forward so hard that my upper body tilts back. I have to throw my hands behind me, bracing my weight on my fingertips like a tripod to keep from falling over while Erica keeps moving herself on me.
She's screaming as she comes, a puddle on me. The jiggling of her ass cheeks is a blurry but vivid motion that causes my orgasm to explode.
My throat cracks in pain as I scream loud, riding through the pleasure.
It feels like it has completely taken over me, like the only things that exist right now are my dick inside of her and the way she’s making me feel.
This is the closest I can get to Paradise right now.
The closest I can get to God.
I’m completely winded. My dick stays kicking inside of her, pulsing with the aftershocks.
Staying braced up by my arms behind me, I keep my palms lifted off the bed as I support my entire weight on my fingers, my muscles twitching from the strain.
Letting out a shuddering breath, I listen to the air whistling through my teeth as the room slowly stops spinning.
I lean forward, my sweat dripping onto Erica’s back and saturating her. There is already a small film of sweat on her skin, making her back glisten in the dim light.
She slides forward out of her position, going flat on her tummy with her elbows folded. She's breathing fast, her ribcage expanding and contracting against the mattress as she tries to catch her wind as well.
Why is she here?