while she was asleep; (daily prompt);

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Some nights, I would wake up with a dire need to lick the flames—to sacrifice my dignity for a drop of flesh blood. It happened again tonight, but you were there to satisfy my need. I ran my heated fingers over your cold body and you jolted. “What are you doing?” you whispered with lust and annoyance.

I broke your ceremonials as I dipped my tongue into your mouth. The hell celebrated as we delivered forbidden paradise. “Don’t worry, John; my daughter won’t know,” I said, just to test if the waters tasted better while they were still young.

Daily Prompt: Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.


Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.


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