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“Fuck, I love you.” I reach for her neck.
“Edge,” she rasps. “Not right now.”
“You don’t get to tell me no,” I hiss. I’m not playing fair, but fuck it, no one is perfect. She grabs for my wrist. My other hand is on her hips and I make her continue to fuck me as I start to squeeze her neck.
“Who does this neck belong to?” I say in a low voice.
“Edge.” She tries to twist away.
“Exactly. Me.” I tighten more as her cunt gets wetter. Fight or flight. We’ve been working on this for years; she’s been getting better. So, her denying me right now is a prime example she’s still not over anything.
“Let go if you want to come.” I thrust my hips up so that my cock is deep inside her. She rubs her clit against me, her core wet and dripping. Her nails are still attached to my wrist, and I smile. She’s my little psycho chick.
I need her to give me, everything. I want it all.
“Stop fighting me, Dolly.” I jerk her forward so my mouth can steal any remaining breath of hers. As her pussy tightens, I whisper in her ear, “Close your eyes and get ready to see God.”
I let go of her neck at the right moment. As her whole body shakes, her pussy clenches around my cock like a vise. Her eyes roll back in her head.
I’m seconds away from shooting my seed deep inside her, but I need to see the beauty of my Dolly unraveling. Her magical pussy grips my cock so tight it’s as if it’s trying to milk the cum out of me.
“Edge.” Her nails scratch my chest.
“That’s it, baby. Let it all go. Tell me who you belong to.” My hands guide her beautiful hips as I jerk her up and down on my cock.
“You. I belong to you, Edge.”
I’m fucking out of breath. My wound stings with her cum and I love every fucking second of this. I lift her up for one last deep thrust. As she screams, my body freezes. I don’t want to move and could stay buried deep inside her forever.
“Fuck.” My body jerks and I shoot my seed deep inside her. She whimpers, her pussy clenching, almost vibrating on my cock. Then she collapses on me, our harsh breathing in sync as my eyes drift shut and I let her warmth and smell lull me to sleep.EDGE
Thirty-one years oldThey’re calling my number. My cell block number. I don’t respond because I can’t be back in this cement hell.
“Hey man, I thought we were gonna do business when I get out?” Marco stands above me. Why am I on the ground? I smell prison. It’s all around me like petrified meat.
“Where am I?” My thigh hurts, but what hurts more is that I’m back in jail and I can’t have her, be with her. My red lipstick girl, the reason I get up in the morning and go to sleep at night.
“Edge?” she calls to me and I try to answer, but nothing comes out.
I hear heels clicking and turn toward the sound. I’m cold and my body is sticky.
Red, it’s everywhere. The walls, the floor, my hands. Her high heels stop right in front of me as I reach for her. She leans down and holds out her hands to help me up.
“I got you, Edge.” Her pouty red lips brush mine. I stand holding her hands tight as I feel her pulse through her fingertips.
“No… I have you…”
I bolt up.
“Jesus.” The early-morning sun filters into Dolly’s small bedroom.
“You okay?” She rises up on her elbow, her big brown eyes still looking sleepy. My heart tightens. I love her like this, her body warm and smelling like her own special vanilla candy scent.
“Yeah. Just a dream.” I exhale as I flop back on the bed my arm covering my face. I haven’t had that particular dream in a while. When I first got out of jail, it used to haunt me, but that was years ago.
“Do you have a fever?” My cock hardens at the sound of her raspy voice.
I drop my hand to look at her. Leaning over me, she places her cool hand on my forehead. A tiny wrinkle forms on the top area of the bridge of her nose. Her beautiful brown eyes caress my face. Cocking my head, I reach up with my thumb to smooth it out then cup her cheek.
As we gaze at each other, I caress her cheek with my thumb, moving it to her puffy lips. “No more knives, baby.”
“No more knives.” A tear trickles down as I brush it away with my thumb. She reaches to trace my bottom lip, and a small sad smile crosses her face. “I love you so much… it scares me.” Her voice cracks. “Sometimes, I think I’m going crazy.” Her breath falters on the last part. And this is the shit I’m not participating in anymore.
