𝑀𝓎 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝒶 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁

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Afra

My body sweats as I move around my bed. It heats up and I quickly throw the blankets off of me. I groan with annoyance of the craving of my body. My neck burns and aches. Oh, the side effects to this thing. My nipples harden under my tank top. It screams for her tongue. For her fingers to thrust deep into me as she sucks on my clit. Her pushing her fingers deep in my hole while her tongue run laps in-between. My pussy throbs along with it. Like little heart beats and it craves to be calmed. I try rubbing but it never works as much as I want it to.

It's happening again. The third time this week. It has become more constant. The more the days goes by the more my pussy throbs for it to be touch. I feel automatic betrayed as it ignores my hands. It didn't want it and I automatic know what it wants. I throw my legs over my bed. Ignoring the craving, it almost so strong it pulls me. It convinces me to call. To call and beg for her but I don't. I move to the shower and turn on the cold tab. I peal the wet clothes off of me already getting an ick from the feeling of the tightness. I submerge myself under the cold water.

"Fuck this isn't helping"

I moan as the water hits my body. I lay down on the shower bed letting the water hit my naked body. I grab my boobs biting back a moan. Even the thought of her runs me hot. It pleases me and I hated that it did. I don't think about it and push a finger in. I think and think about her slim fingers. The way she would let me watch as she sucked her fingers, covering them with her saliva before teasing my entrance. It was still dark out. It was raining and it hasn't stopped raining all week. It's just became a constant thing. The power would shut off and not long before I went to bed, I would have to set up candles everywhere.

I have been ignoring her just like I said. I would ignore her heated messages as I wouldn't reply and her constant phone calls. It aches my soul to hear her voice. Her voice would slip my mind it did nothing but have my body crave it back. I want to forget but the will power in me wouldn't. The mark would burn and whine like it needed to be licked.

I knew she was up. She always did whenever I would flare up like this. It's like she knew any moment when I would burn up with lust. Like an alarm is put out and all she has to do is wait. Any minute my phone would buzz with a message asking if I'm okay. I wouldn't reply, like I said ignoring her. There would be moments were my fingers would move across the keyboard. My body would explain how bad it needs her. My body... I would always say my body yet a piece of me would want some also.

I feel the not in my stomach. My fingers work on myself rubbing and hitting the right spot. It wasn't enough but it helped me. It felt like every-time I came by my fingers the faster my heat would come. It wasn't as hard as it was when Dren would be nearby. When she would please me, but it would have to do. My stomach nots hard and my legs tremble. I bite my lip and the feeling of the ice-cold water hitting my body helps me cum faster.

I heavily breath and lay my head back. I was tried. Tired of pleasing myself when it's not supposed to be that way. Maybe a part of me felt selfish sometimes but everyone has a little bit selfishness in them. I get it. My long curls sticking to my face and back. I grab the towel and wrap it around me and one around my hair. My body felt better but I did not. You have the satisfaction of cumin but then a piece of you just wants the 1 percent more. It feels like nothing else matters but that one percent you cannot get.

It's been a week. A long week and I've done nothing but run around the house. It has grown on me a little the more I've stayed here. It wasn't home but it was something. My phone buzzes beside me. I roll over to grab the thin box in my hand.

How is it

I swallow the slight embarrassment. I didn't know much about the mark. Just that I couldn't see it and it was hitting me like truck. I bite back the feelings. Don't think