Burning Flowers by June Beyoki Page A

going to be important here, and it’s all
because I worked hard to get here. So wipe those up and hold your
head high. Things are going to change around here.” As Mrs. Bennett
spoke, she looked up as if she was seeing something that wasn’t
there; a dream of a future that she’d always wanted. One that her
own daughter didn’t seem to fit into.

Chapter Two
    ***26 years later***
    Clarke looked at the man in front of her and
let a sly grin spread across her face. She ran her hand down his
bare chest all the way down to his bellybutton before running her
fingers through his thick black hair. She circled him, her
fingertip just barely trailing along his skin while she licked her
lips.
    Then, she stood before him in her pink lace
panties and bra before slowly removing them, putting on a show for
him. Her C cups spilled out into the open, and she watched as his
eyes bounced with them before she reached down to hook her thumbs
in each side of her panties to slide them to the floor. She kicked
them off to land at his feet and stood before him with her pink
skin completely bare.
    There was a look of both lust and a slight
buzz in his eyes from the wine they’d consumed as she pressed her
body up against him. The warmth of their heat made her shiver
before she pulled away.
    She bit her bottom lip suggestively before
climbing into the bed and sliding backward, never losing eye
contact. She spread her legs, giving him a great view. Then, he
followed her to the bed on his knees like a puppy dog on a leash.
Clarke pulled up on her elbows to glance at his long shaft standing
at attention for her. He positioned himself on his knees between
her legs, moving his fingers to explore her thighs and stroke her
throbbing clit.
    Clarke closed her eyes as the muscular man
in front of her slid his hard cock into her wet pussy. She felt an
instant release, and it was so comforting to be under someone’s
strong body like that; in a man’s arms being taken care of in the
best way possible. She moaned as he slammed his cock relentlessly
into her, hitting her g-spot with precision and digging deeper,
filling her up. Her tits slapped against her chest as he
continuously rocked her body back and forth, sending sheets rumbled
to the floor as her curly hair was made staticky by sliding up and
down on the pillow.
    He placed his hands under her buttocks and
lifted her hips, forcing her ass and legs into the air as he
wrapped her legs around him. He squeezed her buttocks and slammed
his hard cock deeper inside of her repeatedly until her moaned
loudly. “Oh god!” she called out over and over as the thrusting
caused the headboard to creek and bang up against the wall.
    The man grunted and panted as her pussy
began to squeeze tightly around him, choking his hard member as she
began to reach her climax. The wave of pleasure came up her shaking
legs into her thighs until it reached its height in her center,
pulsating inside of her.
    “Oh shit!” the man called out, getting to
that point himself. Then, he slowly pulled out of her and rolled
over on his back, panting. Clarke lay down next to him at the edge
of the bed, covering up with the sheet.
    Sex has been the best stress relief for
Clarke as it gave her a sense of empowerment over the feeling of
self-worthlessness instilled by her mother. Her mother has never
proud of Clarke and whatever she does has never ever been good
enough.
    ***
    Clarke walked down the aisle with flower
petals at her feet. She looked down, trying not to trip on her long
gown in her high white heels. It was easier said than done, but she
tried her very best not to wobble or lose her balance. Everything
about her wedding day was perfect. The chairs were all white and
decorated with yellow and orange flowers, and every single person
had walked down the aisle to the music at just the right pace. The
whole thing was evenly spaced. But as she got to the end, she
realized the man standing there was completely faceless. She
couldn’t