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 greatest revenge is compassion," that's what some wise individual once said. A Saint in my opinion. 


I'm not a Saint, neither do I aim to be one 


Besides that act of mercy only applies to people whose soul can still be saved. 


That's why I was here, in the same room where he tore me down. The same room I was reduced to nothing but an outline of my former self. These four walls used to taunt me, shun me to crumble to the floor. 


Instead of crumbling to the floor, I meet his hard glare head on. Taking a seat across from him, his eyes never left my movements, calculating each twitch as if that will reveal my weakness. I had called him wanting to discuss something. 


And I had no issue walking into his territory... 


I fought the urge to punch the smirk he wore on his face, choosing to maintain whatever calm I had. 


Time is precious, still I had no problem gambling with it and neither did he it seems as both of us had yet to say anything. 


Chapter 26