Gone

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She was at her prime and her moans were golden sharp. The gasps were clear and her hands held me like I was an inch away from death..and this is where I felt I was winning.

Jordan: --There Abel!!! right there..

And she's here and were both so...

Jordan: uuhn! A-Abel fuck!

As she arched into a climax and release. The phone just had to ring and I knew exactly who it was. As much as I wanted to tell her not to answer I didn't.

Jordan: *answers in an exhausted tone* mmm. yeah?....But I can't leave right now. --oh. okay. bye.

I looked towards her and I could tell that was going to leave me alone in the bed.

Jordan: ..Abelxo?

Abel: do you have to go?

Jordan: * concerned face* --He's in the hospital..I have to see him.

Abel: I guess I'll be here then.

Jordan: You're not coming with me.

Abel: no..I'll be fine here. * kisses her * see you later.

She grabbed her things and left through the door.

...He should've died in the hospital for all I cared.

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