her pussy and pinched her clit hard. She was ready for
him. Now he could take her, fill her with his dick and…Chrissakes! He wasn’t
fucking her. He didn’t know how or when it happened, but he wanted to make love
to her.
Ram’s fingers played in her folds until he felt more juices
escape her body. He took his cock in hand and pushed it back and forth through
the liquid gathered at her core. Guiding it into her canal, he thrust so deep
his balls bumped her ass.
“Ram,” she cried, digging her heals into the bed to meet his
assault.
“I’m here, Yael, I’m here.” He was falling for her and right
now he didn’t care. He slid in and out of her, but slowly. So slowly. She was
hot and tight and he wanted to explode already. He dipped his head down to
capture her swollen lips. Tasting himself, he almost lost it. His tongue lashed
through her mouth. He broke the kiss only to grab her lower lip between his
teeth and nibble on its fullness. So damn sweet .
The whole time he never missed a stroke. He built to a
frenetic pace, and with each plunge he went farther into her. Their mingled
scent made him weak. Her slippery sheath sucked at his cock and her muscles
contracted around him as she neared orgasm.
Ram rose up so he could watch her come, see the joy and
delight of letting go written on her face. He wanted to be in every part of her
like he was in her pussy. He couldn’t help himself. It was too hard to fight.
He moved into her mind and watched with glee.
She hovered at the top of a waterfall, and when she slipped
over the edge Ram cascaded down with her. Like the water, her juices flowed out
of her. Her body wrenched in convulsions as her soul poured over his shaft. She
arched off the bed and clenched him tightly inside her, holding him there.
“No! No,” he cried and pulled out of her as cum shot from
his cock and covered her stomach. He fell against her, spent. His body jerked and
he moved away, careful not to let the drops of semen dribbling from his penis
land between her legs. Finished, he sank down beside her on the bed. “I want to
keep you,” Ram whispered in her ear, immediately aware he’d made a mistake. Had
she heard him? His mind boggled with confusion.
“Ram?”
“Shh, honey. Close your eyes.” He sent her into a deep
sleep.
It was wrong to put her to rest, but he wouldn’t be able to
answer her questions. She wanted to conceive and be done with him, but he
couldn’t let her go. He wasn’t sure right now if he could ever let her go. What
the fuck?
The hopeless souls called to him. Why did the masses below
cry out for help late at night or early in the morning?
“I’m coming, damn you,” he said. Make love to her one more
time, taste more of her delights, was what he really wanted to do. Lie beside
her and feel satin skin brush him.
He cleaned his seed from her body. He didn’t want Yael to
wake up and see it or feel its stickiness and know he hadn’t come inside her.
Again.
Next time.
He would have to do it next time.
* * * * *
Ram arrived below and saw a man who stood on the wall of a
rooftop with the business end of a revolver in his mouth. Shit!
He began his mantra without much feeling.
“You are a child of the Lord and your life is important to
our Father.”
Beings he assisted heard his voice deep in their
subconscious mind. He infused his words with hope and fulfillment in life. It
lifted their hearts.
Those who’d reached this point sometimes saw him and thought
he was a figment of their warped imagination. They were hard to deal with. Most
never saw him.
The man’s head turned toward his voice.
“Fuck off, whoever you are, I want to die.”
Okay, guess he sees me.
Ram had had enough bullshit today.
“Then finish it already. I could be buried deep in my woman.
Instead your creepy ass pulled me here. Look, you got no hope and I have none
for your sorry ass. I’m fresh out of hope. So do us both a favor so I can get
back to my bed.”
The man strained
him. Now he could take her, fill her with his dick and…Chrissakes! He wasn’t
fucking her. He didn’t know how or when it happened, but he wanted to make love
to her.
Ram’s fingers played in her folds until he felt more juices
escape her body. He took his cock in hand and pushed it back and forth through
the liquid gathered at her core. Guiding it into her canal, he thrust so deep
his balls bumped her ass.
“Ram,” she cried, digging her heals into the bed to meet his
assault.
“I’m here, Yael, I’m here.” He was falling for her and right
now he didn’t care. He slid in and out of her, but slowly. So slowly. She was
hot and tight and he wanted to explode already. He dipped his head down to
capture her swollen lips. Tasting himself, he almost lost it. His tongue lashed
through her mouth. He broke the kiss only to grab her lower lip between his
teeth and nibble on its fullness. So damn sweet .
The whole time he never missed a stroke. He built to a
frenetic pace, and with each plunge he went farther into her. Their mingled
scent made him weak. Her slippery sheath sucked at his cock and her muscles
contracted around him as she neared orgasm.
Ram rose up so he could watch her come, see the joy and
delight of letting go written on her face. He wanted to be in every part of her
like he was in her pussy. He couldn’t help himself. It was too hard to fight.
He moved into her mind and watched with glee.
She hovered at the top of a waterfall, and when she slipped
over the edge Ram cascaded down with her. Like the water, her juices flowed out
of her. Her body wrenched in convulsions as her soul poured over his shaft. She
arched off the bed and clenched him tightly inside her, holding him there.
“No! No,” he cried and pulled out of her as cum shot from
his cock and covered her stomach. He fell against her, spent. His body jerked and
he moved away, careful not to let the drops of semen dribbling from his penis
land between her legs. Finished, he sank down beside her on the bed. “I want to
keep you,” Ram whispered in her ear, immediately aware he’d made a mistake. Had
she heard him? His mind boggled with confusion.
“Ram?”
“Shh, honey. Close your eyes.” He sent her into a deep
sleep.
It was wrong to put her to rest, but he wouldn’t be able to
answer her questions. She wanted to conceive and be done with him, but he
couldn’t let her go. He wasn’t sure right now if he could ever let her go. What
the fuck?
The hopeless souls called to him. Why did the masses below
cry out for help late at night or early in the morning?
“I’m coming, damn you,” he said. Make love to her one more
time, taste more of her delights, was what he really wanted to do. Lie beside
her and feel satin skin brush him.
He cleaned his seed from her body. He didn’t want Yael to
wake up and see it or feel its stickiness and know he hadn’t come inside her.
Again.
Next time.
He would have to do it next time.
* * * * *
Ram arrived below and saw a man who stood on the wall of a
rooftop with the business end of a revolver in his mouth. Shit!
He began his mantra without much feeling.
“You are a child of the Lord and your life is important to
our Father.”
Beings he assisted heard his voice deep in their
subconscious mind. He infused his words with hope and fulfillment in life. It
lifted their hearts.
Those who’d reached this point sometimes saw him and thought
he was a figment of their warped imagination. They were hard to deal with. Most
never saw him.
The man’s head turned toward his voice.
“Fuck off, whoever you are, I want to die.”
Okay, guess he sees me.
Ram had had enough bullshit today.
“Then finish it already. I could be buried deep in my woman.
Instead your creepy ass pulled me here. Look, you got no hope and I have none
for your sorry ass. I’m fresh out of hope. So do us both a favor so I can get
back to my bed.”
The man strained
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