Biblical Paradise ©

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Omniscient

Atlanta, Georgia

Hours Earlier

With a huff, a devil and an angel whispering in her ear, and a bitter conscience controlling her body, Paradise found herself following the trail to the one place no one would find her. A place that would prove itself to be a temporary solitude, and a permanent hell.

In both a weak and vulnerable moment, she had found herself retreating to the arms of another man. One who had been in a clear rivalry with everyone she had come to know from the moment she arrived to her new reality. One whom without having to do much; had proven himself in a single visit to be the steadfast foundation she had desperately yearned for the instant she had embarked on the new chapter of her life.

Though; that immovable support she had longed for; had quickly dissipated into a drifting dinghy in the midst of a category five storm; with her as its only occupant.

That night he had comforted her in the second-best way he knew how. He had coached her with his words, allowed her to release every pent-up form of energy she held, and served as the listening ear she had always found herself needing. Then; after what had felt like an eternity of getting lost between one another's boring orbs; Rocko leaned in to Paradise.

Her throat had run dry when he had; brows creasing together in the most confused expression. Her eyes had flickered to his lips for merely a moment; scanning side to side as he licked them. Her mind had told her to pull away, but her body had kept her frozen in her awaiting spot, ready for the man's lips to touch her own.

Yet when they finally had; Paradise felt the burdening emotion which she had never in her life; felt before. Her pupils dilated; heart stopping mid pump as the heavy weight of guilt fell upon her. Every bone in her lymphatic system wanted to stop the man before her, but instead she remained still with the riveting feeling of smitten; loving the way his lips felt against her own.

Seconds turned to minutes of the two tangling their lips with one another's. By then, the hand that had been at Rocko's side for the majority of the night; had found its way trailing to the covered skin of Paradise's backside; gripping it roughly as he growled between their kiss.

She could feel the heat behind her skin rising the same instant her libido began to do so. She could feel every web of his palm against the bareness of her skin as the two stayed in one another's embrace for what had felt like an eternity.

Paradise's head fell back slightly as his hand encircled her neck, lips reattaching themselves to her skin. There he had trailed light kisses, each one raising a new hair on the girl's body. Somehow; the vacuum of her palm had attached itself to the low cut he sported; swimming around the canvas of his waves as she enjoyed each kiss he placed against her flesh.

When her back touched the plush rug beneath the two, and the cold feeling of Rocko's chain grazed her chin; Paradise knew she had allowed her body to do too much of the thinking her brain should have been.