Page 33 of Bladed Kiss


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But I am quite sure I did not drink that much.

I find myself stumbling into the wall in the alley I am in.

That is when I realize that I need to relieve myself. Mostly because I will wet myself if I don’t, and also because I should sober up slightly more quickly once I have relieved myself.

I don’t want to end up in a ditch somewhere.My thoughts are slightly scrambled, but I am quite sure that I still want to live a little while longer.

After I unbutton my trousers and piss against a wall, I clean myself up as much as possible before I head back down the alleyway.

I must be just inside the Red District,I think to myself as the air around me becomes bright and sharp.

The bright lights of the clubs in the Red District help to sober me up, and I veer off into a different alleyway which will lead me directly home.

It is then when I sense someone behind me.

Later on, I will question how my very inebriated brain managed to sense her. But somehow, I do.

I turn quickly. And it isher.

“You’re, you’re the woman from the ball.” The words spill from me as I look at her with shock.

She does not look like the woman at the ball, but I am sure it is her.

Later on, I will question how I knew this, too.

I know it is her.

The woman who stands in front of me looks like she belongs to the shadows. She does not look like she belongs to the physical world at all.

Her disguise – although I am not sure why she is wearing one – is very good. Her hair is black and short. She has also disguised her face – her nose is larger, and her lips are thinner.

Her eyes widen as she realizes that I know who she is. And with that, the disguise melts away.

And there she is. Beautiful. Perfect.

Why is she shocked that I recognized her?

“I just wanted to see you. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I wanted to finish what we started the other night,” she says in a throaty voice that goes directly to my cock.

I want to say yes immediately. Everything in me screams that I should say yes.

I want her badly. And my cock straining against my trousers is clear evidence of this.

Before I can answer her, she grabs me and kisses me. I groan into her mouth as I take her into my arms.

Her body is soft and strong and lithe andperfect.

She is so fucking perfect;I think to myself as the kiss goes on for forever.

Her full lips are soft. She pulls away from me then, and I groan with frustration until she starts to kiss the underside of my jaw, and then my neck.

Her hands go to the front of my trousers, and she laughs her throaty laugh when she feels how hard I am.

“You’ve been waiting for me, haven’t you?” she asks me when she reaches back up to kiss me.

I do not know what prompts me to pull away from her. Maybe her lips and hands on my body sobers me up.

But in the next moment, I have pulled away from her completely.

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