Running In circles

chapter one

I was no stranger to a man's bed, I had my share of casual sex. I was not what you call wife material. I had graced  so many different beds I had lost count, seen so many different Linnean covers, your reds, blues and my favourite black. The ceilings where always the same plain white, was I a whore, a slut? Modern society would have gladly gifted me with those names,but what about the man I had graced their beds?

Where they as guilty as me? Where they subject to judgment as me? The same men that would assure me  that they would not judge me  as our bodies mingled and become one,where the same men that gifted me the word whore, my kind was unclean,not pure enough to be made a wife .

But I found hope  in a man ,my savour ,my light bringer..only to discover that light bringer in Latin is Lucifer. It had been five years since I met Damian . tall ,handsome,breathtaking and caused butterflies in my stomach and vargina. The day I saw him I had my lace panties soaked. The same panties I let him slide of my legs,Had I been an easy lay to let him bed me the same night,like I said I was no stranger to a man's warmth, was me being easy the reason he treated me like dirt. Did the amount of time I waited to let him in matter.

If I waited an hour ,a week ,a month,was my value determined by how much I waited for him, what was the use of waiting when I already knew what I would do, it was just sex  pleasure ,an orgasm.

What was an easy lay?  Me having sex with you had nothing to do with how easy I was,it was all me ,so what had been easy on laying me down on you bed or your couch,did  I have to play hard to get to increase my value? .... I never had a mother but I believe she would have held the same beliefs as me, the same beliefs that labeled me a whore. If it went for  the so  called whores most men would not be accustomed to the warmth that only a vagina could give .being disturbed from my thoughts  I heard the door handle turn. I had given up on locking knowing it never yielded any good results. As I saw his shoes I slowly shifted from the bed.

I had my white lace bra and matching panties and my white robe handing on my shoulders. Experience had taught me, a women who fights gets hurt. A women that begs ignites the fire of her predictor.

The good old book said wives submit to your husbands. All I had was submission. The door opened and Damian came in full view, after five years he still took my breath away both emotionally and physically when he was throwing a punch on my chest.  "welcome home love " I said, my voice sounding foreign to me.

I stood up and walked towards him, I was having an out of body expriance , it was as if I was watching myself, slowly helping him with his jacket I could smell the sweat he was from the gym plus his sweat pants also gave it away. As I place his jacket on the chair I could feel his eyes on my back" I see u finally acting right my Kitty " he said . I felt my body shiver at his words.

I turned and lead  him  toward the bed,signalling him to sit at  its edge , I placed myself on his lap making sure his kitty was aligned above his member . I faced him and planted wet,moist kisses down his neck . I felt him relax ,I raised my eyes looking straight in his  eyes ,he quickly turned me over placing me on the bed ,as if afraid if I stared any longer I would see through his soul. I doubted  he had one. Just as I predicted he would.

" kitty hands above your head" he demanded  I obeyed placing my hands above me laying them under the pillow. I looked at him remove his pants. I could see his member fully ready for me . I could not help but let a moan fill the dark room. He positioned himself in between my legs. I slowly spread them ,this was not my first bicircle ride. I felt his hands slide inside me." Your dripping wet"he said and he licked my wetness ,another moan escaped my from my mouth, my legs were trembling from the anticipation.Without warning he entered me thrusting hard., I let him keep going. As I felt the air leave my lungs. As I felt volts of electricity take me on the verge of ecstasy . I could not control my breathing as my orgasm started to build up. As his thrust become more faster and harder just like I loved it."Am about to come" i said as  I moaned out of pure pleasure "me too kitty' he said in between breaths as if he was not fast enough he went over,pushing me towards my orgasm and we  both climaxed

  Trying to catch my breath  ,i felt him collapse on my breast .I slowly placed my hands under the pillow and grabbed the gun" Damian" I called "yes baby 'he said catching his breath and raising his eyes. " say hi to your father for me, tell him he raised a a monster" I raised my hands and fired three bullets..