Her smirk tempts all to spend a single 
Night or more inside Her continent. To take
Pleasure in Her tunnels soaked with honey and milk.
Rolling off the tongue, Her taste is sought after,
As ships from far and wide come to soak in
Her juices that are unique. She has no curse
Between Her thighs, only redemption that frees me from chains that weigh me down.
And thus I confess she is the one I always needed...

His voice sounded so delicate, entrancing the simplicity of desire in me, I died then and there in his palms. This boy has me and fighting it for as long I could this attraction won, I lost and losing has never felt so right.

I'm a good girl

Really I am

So why don't I mind being bad for him?

His hands seek refuge under my dress, evoking an involuntary gasp out of my lips as his tongue moved from my earlobe to the scope of my neck leaving a sinful trail. My arms held him as close to my body as it experienced electrical surges as my wetness trailed down my quivering thighs currently wrapped around his waist.

His lips found mine, his tongue probing mine to only feel as it lavishly caressed parts of my soul I never knew existed. The groan that fell from his lips, vibrated the space in between, as he pushed me further up the wall with his hips.

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Raquel never felt satisfied with the texture of her relationship. What happens when an awkward situation turns into a collision of two hearts never anticipating the feel of love to envelop them?

Yes- he was younger than her and he was her opposite in every sense of the word with his ivory to her dark skin. Although they face judgement and ridicule from all angles, the desires pumping through their veins are too strong to simply fade away.

Thus will they beat the odds?

The One She Needed

The last time I was here, it had been due to finding my sister facing the rage of her baby's father. If that time had yet to raise any form of a conclusion in me, I hate hospitals. 


Even as I lay here bruised up with stitches in my skin from the stab sounds, I still hate hospitals. The reality of the situation came at me fast, almost as quick as the motion of the knife Ray used on me. 


One minute I was helping Rebecca get her things, the next I found myself in an ambulance hearing hysterical cries in the background. 


My body felt exhausted yet somehow I felt I wasn't in it and my siblings bickering back and forth would have been annoying on any given day if I wasn't so caught up in processing this. 


This trying to save everyone is getting old real fast 


My mother had remained quiet the whole time, her gaze had remained on me after she came raising hell to see me. I would laugh recalling her threats to the nurse when told to calm down. 


Chapter 19