Sinner

Possession

Short, hard, heavy breaths. Heavy sweat and rapid heartbeats. Her hands run over my back and her fingers slowly gnaw at my skin, slowly tearing at the skin surely leaving a red mark but not drawing blood. I turn around and kiss her, attempting to turn the tables. I slip my tongue into her mouth entwining mine with hers, slowly pulling away and making eye contact with her. I see the passion in her eyes as she see's the passion in mine. Our tongues entwine once more and as I pull away I notice the arc of saliva keeping us intact. I blush and slowly lean in and whisper in her ear "Alice, you are just so delectable I cannot get enough of you."  I run my hands through her long, soft, black hair and bite her ear, causing a tiny moan to escape from her strawberry lips. I think to myself  "Jericho you got yourself one hell of a masochist." As if we are in sync we reach to pull each other's tops off but I pull her hands away and instead I move my hands to her waist and push her down. I stare into her eyes and move to bite her neck, I continue to bite her and slowly make my way down.  My hands follow in suit and I move to claw at her back, as I pull down I hear something that only sounds like music to my ears "More mistress, please more." I smile and pull a little harder. And I tell her, "You Alice, you belong to me.".

I wake up to an alarm blaring in my ear, I open my eyes and look over to see Alice's phone going off. I carefully reach over to turn it off, sitting up in the process, then looking to my right and see Alice, bedhead and all sleeping soundly. I begin to think about last night, reminiscing about the events that took place and I smile. The control I felt last night was surreal, knowing that every moan that escaped her lips was because of me, and knowing that the reminders I left on her show my ownership. I smile wider solely because her body belongs to me, me and me only.

Soon after that small revelation I decide to shower. I get up and walk to the bathroom, take off my clothes, close the door and turn the nozzle. I begin to step in before hitting my toe on the cast iron tub. "Fuck." I say in a quiet tone remembering that Alice is sleeping. As water pours from the shower head I test it to make sure that it's not too hot mainly because I don't want to have the marks on my back sting. I begin to step in while being extra cautious as to not stub my toe again. As I slide the shower door shut I feel the warm water hit the center of my back, causing the marks from last night's events to burn. "Tch." I say in a slightly aggravated tone full well knowing that this would happen. As I begin to let the water wash over me I hear the bathroom door open and a voice call to me, "My my Ms. Ackerman showering without me now are we?" I smile and say, "Well don't you have somewhere else to be right now darling?".

Her eyes avert to mine and I see her beautiful smile, even though I haven't cleansed entirely I turn off the water and grab my towel, tucking it under my arms and wrapping my body in its soft cotton, all whilst Alice is still poking her head in the bathroom. As I step out I notice Alice stepping in, I feel a hand touch my wet hair, and another on my waist until I feel her lips press against mine. And as soon as it started it was over, "Sorry but you know I have to go, well continue later Mistress, I love you.'' Noticeably blushing I pull her back in for another kiss savoring every second of it not to mention the taste. Pulling away I say "I love you too darling, have a safe commute." I watch her beautiful green eyes light up as those words reach her ears and an ear to ear smile forms. She then steps out of the door, walks down the hall past the kitchen and turns the lock to the door. I watch her look back and smile and I smile back, I watch her step out and close the door listening to the lock turn until it clicks. Silence is what I was next met with, I listen to the ever-changing water droplet patterns from the shower head, and feel the now cold water trickle down my back from my wet hair reminding me to dry myself off.

Once dried, I begin to dress slipping on my black Adidas track pants along with my burgundy Adidas tank top. After grabbing and putting my socks on I walk to the kitchen and prepare a cup of tea, unbeknownst to me I begin to space out until I'm snapped back into the present due to the high pitched wail of the kettle, and noticing the steam pouring out of its spout. I pour the water into my black mug sporting the iconic "Need help packing queen?" quote from one of my favorite drag queens Bianca Del Rio. I smile thinking of all the quoted mugs I have and go to open my lemon tea packet. I let it sink and sit watching the color from the herbs mix with the water. I grab a sugar cube and drop it in and watch it dissolve, I stir it with a little spoon and take a sip slightly burning my tongue due to its heat. I put the mug on the counter and turn to the refrigerator, to grab a few ice cubes. As I turn my elbow clips the mug handle causing it to fall on the hardwood floor. To my amazement, the mug itself wasn't damaged only the liquid inside it had spilled on the floor. I sigh and say to myself, "Damn, I accidentally spilled the tea." while looking at my navy blue "Party" quoted mug.