The steady hum of the moving vehicle fills the silence in the air. Tension so thick hung so thick in the nights air.
relentless thoughts play over the events in the club that continue to fuel my anger. His hand firmly grips the steering wheel in frustration. A mocha hand runs across his face as a sigh of frustration is released.
With no regard of my pettiness, I sighed louder, turning my body to face the passenger window. The warm air from the heater enchanted my already grim mood. I was ready to go home. How could I sleep in the same bed with a man that's choosing while he's out with me...
The bright orange tunnel swallows us whole as the unforgiving lights invade the vehicle.
"Can we speak like adults about this or are you going to irrationally continue this over dramatic endeavor?" He says to me, biting his lip.
I remained silent. Allowing his question to bounce around the car aimlessly, hoping too be absorbed by a response from me.
"I'm tired of this shit." He riots under his breath, yet I remained silent.
Exiting the tunnel, the car whips through the empty road and we turn onto a deserted street. I know he's not gonna try to kill me!
"What the fuck are you doing z!" I yell finally breaking my silence, "where the fuck you going?"
"I'm not going home with us not talking to each other and you mad, I refuse. We're gonna settle this right now or we can be here till the next day, your choice."
"What is there to tak about/ You let a girl shake er ass on you and that's that! You embarrassed and umiliated me in public. How the fuck else you want me to feel? If i was dancing on a guy with you, all hell would break loose but this is what I get? You taking me into the middle of no-" and I'm cut off. Two savory lips meet mine attaching themselves to my finery words.
I pull back angrily, not yet ready to be swooned.
In all actuality I saw what was going on, he really wasn't dancing with her.He politely moved away from behind her after noticing her drunkenness. I wanted some good dick
His eyes were brown flaming orbs, his nostrils were flared and his hands ached to be wrapped firmly around my throat. I wanted this. Just us two having wild nary sex in the back of the Tesla. How else should this be
My s*x was wet, and pooling with desire. Warmth spread throughout my body the longer I looked at this gorgeous man engulf me with eyes of lust. '
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Stories to tell with the lights on
Short StoryNot so short stories ready to send chills up your spine. some mature story plots. 18+. viewer discretion advised. none of these has been taken in for final edits. these are only rough drafts i decided to share with you all. stay tuned for finished p...
