Low

Turning Point

Chapter 18

John and I laid on the couch watching "World War Z", my mind wasn't exactly on the movie. I was thinking about the little girl screams that I heard in the back seat of MJ's car. How old was she?

I wasn't up for killing children, sounds ironic since I aborted my own child. The screams played in my mind over and over again, like a broken record I couldn't fix.

John interrupted my thoughts by nibbling in my ear lobe, it sent chills all over. He pulled me closer, spooning me. I turned my face toward his and he kissed me gently. The t.v.was watching us now.

We continued that way for a few minutes, him tugging gently on my bottom lip and me sucking generously on his top lip until my neck was stiff. I finally turned around, face to face. I placed my leg on top of his and planted kisses all over his face and broad shoulders. I just wanted to forget about everything that happened a few days ago.

Knowing how this was going to end, John got up and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held on to his thick neck, still planting butterfly kisses all over his chest and face.

We reached my room in no time, he laid me down in the foot of the bed but I refused to let go of him. He laid there on top of me, breathing in my scent from the crook of my neck.

He had enough and jerked himself free from my grasp. He stood there between my legs looking down at me, it seemed as if he was asking me if this was what I wanted with his eyes.

I answered by bitting my bottom lip and tugging at his wife beater, I needed this, I needed to get my mind off  things.

He took off his shirt reveling his toned muscular body, his skin tight and scar free. John out stretched my hands, holding them in his massive hands and kissing my lips and every where in between.

"Take off your shirt", John commanded.

I obeyed.

"Bra". He stood up straight and watched me, amusement written all over his handsome face.

I obeyed.

"Pants".

I obeyed.

I laid there, bare, nothing but my boy shorts on. John pushed me up towards the top of the bed and climbed up after me, kicking his pants free from his type legs. God his body was on point.

John kissed from my toes to the outside of my thighs, he opened legs and gave me the same kisses I gave him on his face, on the inside of my thighs. My stomach fluttered. I grabbed at his shoulders only to be swatted I away, he didn't want me touching him.

He was teasing me and I hated it. Just Fuck me. I thought. I have had enough, I pulled him up to my level, devouring his thick lips in the process. Again I wrapped my legs around him, securing him tight against me. His skin on mine, it felt so warm.

He was ready to, I could feel his penis on my butt, throbbing with anticipation. We needed each other, we needed for both of our thirst to be quenched.

His boxers slide down easy. Never losing my grip on his waist, John raised himself towering over me and moved my boy shirt to the side, my vagina once again, exposed.

As he penetrated me raw, my chest rose, I sucked in as much air as my lungs would allow. It's been awhile.

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