as he continued working her through the first orgasm and into another one. His fingers moved from her hip to play with the opening of her body. The moment she began to come for him again, he plunged his fingers deep inside of her pumping them with speed and force. Leslie found herself arching back and grinding herself against her man. She had missed him so much, and her body was throbbing with the need to have more of him.
"I have missed you. You have no idea how much I have missed you, how much I have needed you. Please don't ever leave me again." Leslie's voice came out in strained pants as her hips bucked against his movement.
Adam moved up her body, kissing and licking as he did so. His fingers never stopped their skillful play of her body as he made his way to kiss her. When their lips met, it was like an explosion surged between them, and they were fiercely feeding from each other's mouths. It was the kind of kiss that both hurt and felt incredible, all at once, and it was far more than anything Leslie could have ever dreamed of. He kissed her mouth like he fucked her pussy, making her hotter and wetter, ready for him to invade her body.
When she began to tighten again for her next release, Adam moved his hand and plunged his cock deep inside of her, making her scream out for him. Her body arched elegantly as they moved hard and fast together. "You are my forever girl. I will always love you, Leslie," Adam whispered against her lips as he continued his intense taking of her body.
She turned her head to look up into his eyes and gasped as blood tears began to flow from the corners. Pushing at him, she saw those droplets turn to rivers of blood. Fear rose higher in her, and she screamed out. Adam's body became enveloped by blood which flooded over her body and coated the bed. Thick red crimson was everywhere, and she pushed at it, trying to get it off her body. Her hysterical screams filled the room, over and over, until she was sure she would lose her voice.
Sitting straight up in the bed with one final cry of horror, Leslie looked around to find it had all been a dream. She was still nestled in the guest room bed with a blanket around her. A warm surge tingled between her legs, and when she pulled the covers back, she saw her period had started. Her last hope of having something of Adam's to hold on to was gone, and she fell into another bout of tears. Curling in on herself, she held her knees to her chest, shaking and crying, not even caring she was still lying in the bed bleeding.
Giving herself time to grieve what remained of her hope, she then managed to calm herself enough to get out of bed and shower. Once clean and taken care of, she stripped and cleaned the bed before going to start a pot of coffee. She had only managed to sleep a couple of hours before her nightmare had awakened her, but she was sure her thoughts would not allow her to rest again. No, she was awake for another long stretch of time until exhaustion decided to knock her out.
Moving to the back patio, she sat in one of the cushioned chairs with her legs drawn up so she could rest her head on her knees. Her brown hair flowed like a curtain around her face, and she looked up at the sky, watching speckles of color stream across it. The sun was rising on yet another day. A day Adam would not ever see. It was too much, but she was starting to see that she was going crazy. Maybe Warren had been right. Maybe she needed a little more help than she had thought.
***
Hours had passed before Leslie moved from the back patio, her cold coffee still resting between her fingers. The fog she had been in since her dream had cleared some, and she realized she owed Warren a huge apology. He had only been trying to help her, and she had shoved him away like he didn't matter. It had not been fair, and more than that, he had been right. She did need help, and if he could help her, she would do everything she could to get that from him.
Finding her phone
"I have missed you. You have no idea how much I have missed you, how much I have needed you. Please don't ever leave me again." Leslie's voice came out in strained pants as her hips bucked against his movement.
Adam moved up her body, kissing and licking as he did so. His fingers never stopped their skillful play of her body as he made his way to kiss her. When their lips met, it was like an explosion surged between them, and they were fiercely feeding from each other's mouths. It was the kind of kiss that both hurt and felt incredible, all at once, and it was far more than anything Leslie could have ever dreamed of. He kissed her mouth like he fucked her pussy, making her hotter and wetter, ready for him to invade her body.
When she began to tighten again for her next release, Adam moved his hand and plunged his cock deep inside of her, making her scream out for him. Her body arched elegantly as they moved hard and fast together. "You are my forever girl. I will always love you, Leslie," Adam whispered against her lips as he continued his intense taking of her body.
She turned her head to look up into his eyes and gasped as blood tears began to flow from the corners. Pushing at him, she saw those droplets turn to rivers of blood. Fear rose higher in her, and she screamed out. Adam's body became enveloped by blood which flooded over her body and coated the bed. Thick red crimson was everywhere, and she pushed at it, trying to get it off her body. Her hysterical screams filled the room, over and over, until she was sure she would lose her voice.
Sitting straight up in the bed with one final cry of horror, Leslie looked around to find it had all been a dream. She was still nestled in the guest room bed with a blanket around her. A warm surge tingled between her legs, and when she pulled the covers back, she saw her period had started. Her last hope of having something of Adam's to hold on to was gone, and she fell into another bout of tears. Curling in on herself, she held her knees to her chest, shaking and crying, not even caring she was still lying in the bed bleeding.
Giving herself time to grieve what remained of her hope, she then managed to calm herself enough to get out of bed and shower. Once clean and taken care of, she stripped and cleaned the bed before going to start a pot of coffee. She had only managed to sleep a couple of hours before her nightmare had awakened her, but she was sure her thoughts would not allow her to rest again. No, she was awake for another long stretch of time until exhaustion decided to knock her out.
Moving to the back patio, she sat in one of the cushioned chairs with her legs drawn up so she could rest her head on her knees. Her brown hair flowed like a curtain around her face, and she looked up at the sky, watching speckles of color stream across it. The sun was rising on yet another day. A day Adam would not ever see. It was too much, but she was starting to see that she was going crazy. Maybe Warren had been right. Maybe she needed a little more help than she had thought.
***
Hours had passed before Leslie moved from the back patio, her cold coffee still resting between her fingers. The fog she had been in since her dream had cleared some, and she realized she owed Warren a huge apology. He had only been trying to help her, and she had shoved him away like he didn't matter. It had not been fair, and more than that, he had been right. She did need help, and if he could help her, she would do everything she could to get that from him.
Finding her phone
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