school every morning. Did what big brothers are supposed to do.” She stroked his arm as he spoke in a controlled tone. He turned the page. “This is me sitting next to my father while he was passed out drunk on our weekend together. It was the last time I ever saw him intoxicated.” He flipped to another page. “This is Tomas, grown up. The light is gone from his eyes. Something was wrong. He was emotionally wrecked. He and I butted heads a lot because he didn’t want to listen. My stepfather worked a lot at a clinic at the time, and he wasn’t home much. Our mother could no longer control my brother. Our relationship got worse and worse.”
He turned the page.
“This is me. I am lying in bed. Asleep. I didn’t get out of bed for two days. Tomas found out something and told me in an argument he and I had. It was a rotten, fucked up thing to do. He didn’t tell me because he cared. He did it to try and hurt me. I laughed in his face.” He smiled sadly. “Didn’t want him to see me affected. But after I discovered it was true, it changed me. For the worse.” He ran his hand down his face.
They sat quietly for a while, holding one another, relishing each other. Becoming one, in the moment. Picking up a small coffee cake scented candle from the nightstand, she lit it. He placed the paper and pen on the nightstand, then kissed her. Zo!, ‘Make Luv 2 Me,’ featuring Monica Blaire, started to play as he lifted her in his arms, cradling her close. They nuzzled close, listening to each other breathe, feeling each other’s heartbeat.
“I’m in love with you, King.”
He stroked her back with the touch of an angel, but stared at her with the lustful gaze of a demon.
He gently sat her down upon him, situating her just so across his lap, his dick aligned with her hot pussy, but didn’t penetrate. Wrapping her arms and legs around him instinctively, they joined in a passionate embrace that set her soul on fire. Kisses, so many intense kisses… with their tongues gliding against each other, real slow, and his gyrations matching the tempo. Glints of light filled his eyes, setting them on fire. She shuddered when his fingers glided softly, so very softly, against her love.
He kept his eyes on her, gauging her reactions no doubt, and his sexy smile filled her with jumpy butterflies. He stroked her clit with skill, as if fine tuning a string instrument.
“Pussy so wet… I hate to see you go, but love to see you cum, Suri. Thoughts of you keep me aroused all day. Just hearing your name makes me hard.”
She gyrated to his touch until the waterfall between her legs poured forth, immersing them both. Incoherent words tumbled out of her mouth. She shook violently. Uncontrollably. She handed him the keys to her inhibitions. Cradling the back of her head, he kissed her earlobe, neck, and collarbones. He trailed his lips to her breasts, sucking them with heated need, serving delectable kisses.
“You are Sin. For. Me. A symphony. You’re my deviancy covered in diamonds and gold. Since you’re on birth control, and we’ve both been tested, can I be deep inside of you tonight, baby? No barriers?”
She shuddered as he grinded against her, the heat from his mouth comforting her with each damn word.
“Yes, baby…”
He drifted lower, shifting his weight, getting situated, but kept his eyes on her – intensity and lust in their depths, head over heels in love.
“Oh… GOD. Oh, my God!” She fell apart when he lunged inside of her. The feel of him, in the purest form, raw, was like heaven on Earth. She spun on her axis, head tilted as he kept her steady, stroking her up and down, lifting her into another cosmos with each thrust. His tongue lapped at a hard nipple, then he enveloped it in his mouth as he made love to her with all that he had in him. Anthony David’s ‘Sweet Pain’ began to play and like a light switch, her baby fell inside the music, singing the lyrics in her ear before pushing her down onto her back.
“Keep your legs wrapped around me, baby.” His face flushed in deeper hues as he moved his delicious dick in and out of her. He moved in circles, then counter-clockwise, working her over like a pussy professional.
“King, how’d you