Finding Solace

Finding Solace

  • WpView
    Reads 385
  • WpVote
    Votes 7
  • WpPart
    Parts 16
WpMetadataReadOngoing1h 46m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, May 1, 2018
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
Her eyes fluttered open and a smile spread across her face. Once her vision came into focus, her smile only got wider. She watched as his chest rose and fell, a serene look on his face. His lips were parted slightly and his eyes were shut tight.He looked so much younger when he was asleep. She reached out and lightly traced his features until his eyes shot open. She had been caught. "Can I help you, Mrs. Rose?"He asked with a smirk on his face."Why yes you can. You can go back to sleep so I can continue what I was doing." "And what were you doing?" He asked again, his smirk growing wider. "That is none of your business." Only he wasn't letting her off that easy. He flung his arm around her waist and began to tickle her until she was kicking off the blanket whilst laughing hysterically. A young girls journey through life trying to figure it out.
All Rights Reserved
#15
wattyswinner
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Bad is Better
  • Ex- husband and babies
  • Bad is an Understatement | ✓
  • Castle in the City
  • His Love
  • Someone Like Adam
  • The Bad Boy Stole My Motorcycle
  • Losing my virginity to my teacher | ✔
  • Zane Wilder

"Like I said... you want me." I stepped towards the door and looked back. I'll be leaving now, you know staying the hell away from you like you "wanted" ". I turned around and looked at him. He stalked towards me angrily. I placed my hand on his hard muscular chest. "Try to forget me now." I smirked deciding to mess him up further. "I'm soaking wet, and you made that happen." I trailed my hand down his chest and reached into my short and touch my soaking p***y and pulled it out. I waved my finger in front of his face showing his the evidence. He grabbed my hand, stopping my movement. He looked me dead in eyes and stuck my finger in his mouth; he closed his eyes sucking my finger clean. He slowly took my finger out, his jaw clinching. And what he said, hit me right to my aching core. "You taste so fucking good. I could eat you all day and never get enough. Let me..fuck! So fucking delicious! I need more!" He dropped to his knees in front of me. Well shit just got real.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines