May The God Have Mercy

Nightmares are dreams too

What woke Annabelle up was the sun, shining through the window in an old motel and lighting up her world. Just feeling the pleasant warmth on her face made her happy. What was even more enjoyable was the fact, that finally, she got a decent night sleep. No nightmares, no waking up, no nothing. Just peaceful sleep.

She turned to her side only to see a man, lying beside her, eyes closed, still deep asleep, and memories of yesterdays night flashed in front of her eyes. The way he gently kissed her, as if she was the most fragile human being in the world, the way he lifted her up and carried to bed, just like a princess. But the most pleasing memory was when he took of his clothes and ripped hers away, the way he crashed his hot lips on to her pale cold skin and the way he forced himself inside her. Uhh, even now Annabelle moans from the thought of how it felt, two bodies rubbing against each other, nails thrusting in in to his skin, his hips moving faster and faster and faster... Until she screams out of joy, wanting more, but not having enough strength.

Annabelle bites her lip and smiles. She was sure that she won't let go of this one, as much as he'll try to run away. Oh no, this Sex God isn't going anywhere.

She sits up and looks around the room. It had only one window, the walls were painted with faded orange paint, that once used to be red, and two dark brown doors stood as guardians, ready to protect their Kingdom anytime. There was only one bed in this room, that was probably the best room in this motel, and a lonely night table on its right.

She brushed her hand gently through the mans, that she couldn't remember the name of, hair and went to the bathroom to get changed. In the mirror she saw a woman with black like pandas eyes and nearly got a heart attack. 

I looked like this all night?!

Annabelle got in the shower and let the warm water wash away all the make up and negative thoughts. When she put on her clothes, that were quite damaged, since the heat and electricity they felt yesterday were more important than some stupid material, and went back in to the room, he was already awake.

- For a second I thought that you left me, - he says.

- I would never, - Annabelle winks at him and then checks her phone for any new notifications. 

- You would be surprised how many times I've heard these words and yet the girls still left.

- Well, I'm different, so please don't compare me to others. I hate that. - She puts her phone down and slowly leans in. - They don't know that they lost a jackpot.

He smiles and leans in closer to give her a good morning kiss, but when their lips are about to touch, Annabelle moves and kisses him on the cheek. Then bites her lip and giggles.

- You little, - the man grabs her and pulls in in to a long make out session, slowly removing her clothes in the process. But Annabelle stops him and draws back.

- No no no, honey, I gotta go, - she says and stands up.

The man just sits in bed, half naked, admiring the view. She knew, that he was captivated by her, captured and pulled in to her little cage of games. Now, she only needed a key to lock the door.

Annabelle finds an empty receipt on the floor and with an old pen, that was thrown in to her black bag long ago, she wrote her number and put it on the night table.

- Call me, - she winks and after she grabs her bag, Annabelle leaves her new sex toy still in bed, leading her with eyes, that craved for more than just this simple goodbye.

Back at home, Annabelle had a lot of work to do. Diana was coming tomorrow, which meant, that she had to spend this whole day cleaning the house. As much as her friend liked to mess up things, Diana hated when things were dirty or dusted. So half of the day went by with just Annabelle wiping the dust off her big bookshelves, full of books that she has read or meant to read, cleaning the window, and almost falling once, vacuuming and moping the floor, cleaning the dishes, that were a couple weeks old and throwing out the trash. After she was done, Annabelle felt as if she had cleaned all 12 floors that were in her building, and not just her flat.