The storm carried on as Marcus lay in his bed. The rain blasted the window with anger and Thunder raged right after. It seemed God was not happy. As Marcus tossed and turned, he could not stop thinking about her. Her long hair that stretched down her back, her bronze skin, her smile, her curve to perfection body.
Each night Marcus dreamed of her, he could feel her touch all over his body. Her voice in his head. He broke out into a sweat just by the thought of her. Deep down, he knew it was wrong but but if this is what loving her felt like, he didn't want to be right. It was time to make his dream a reality. All Marcus could say was her name. "Mariah". Her name set the deepest parts of his soul to a blaze.
Marcus' insanity was broken by the vibration of his phone. He jumps to his phone.
Marcus: hello?
Mairah: hey
Marcus felt his heart drop. Her voice was as violens.
Mariah: can you come over? I'm. lonely.
At this moment, Marcus simply had to see her. Simply.... Enough was Enough
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Hurricane love making
FantasyThis Story shows that everything that glitters isn't gold. Beware what kind of girl u have.......she may be the one to kill u
