Asha had gulped loud enough for it to be heard. She slowly got up from the floor to sit on the bed as she kept looking up at Young and squeaked out, “No.” even though secretly she was hoping he’d come back to see her nipples poking and her panties wet. The combination of the teasing dreams, memories of all their times together, and the sex scenes in her book, had her body turned all the way on and ready to be played like a fiddle. She needed a real release soon or she was going to explode.Young raised an eyebrow and scrutinized her expressions and the way the material of her negligee clung to her glowing skin. He played with the lace on the top, lightly grazing over a nipple, as he asked, “well then, who could you possibly have had in mind when you put it on?” The way her pussy juice started wafting into his nose waking Blood from the silence, added a feral longing to his thirst for Asha.She rolled her eyes and scrunched her face up in annoyance, still tryna play it off so he wouldn

Asha was still mush by the time Young had returned from the kitchen and it brought him a fulfilling kind of satisfaction. Enjoying the way that she was letting him lead and leaning into being taken care of, he fed her a few pieces of watermelon and made her drink a few sips of water. It was a rare moment for her to allow him this privilege, there was only a handful of times Young could remember over their life. Almost every other time happened only when she was in a time of crisis. It was a nice change of pace to finally give her this when things were working for her better, even though technically, this could also be considered to be a time of crisis.She was just happy to no longer be weighed down by the stresses of life, even if it was just for this moment. Worry was ingrained into the human condition by our own design and complacency. Her caring heart and yearning for the keys out of the rat race, hopefully hidden in the truths she kept finding through reading and research, was dr

Young had hoped that the opportunity to release his pent up sexual frustration would calm both his and Blood’s nerves. It was more than just unfortunate that it didn’t for either of them, it was a tragedy waiting to happen. The consequences of his rash actions were starting to catch up and he didn’t want to have to resort to even more damning actions, although Blood was perfectly fine with more death and destruction, however it came.Although he hadn’t voiced his concerns about the repercussions of him removing so many humans from the general population, Young was indeed worried. That Officer Bowen had been on site when another of his victims had demanded they be arrested and it set off alarm bells. The officer had jumped on the case like a dog with a bone. Last time Young had a chance to check on him, the man was piecing together the lineup of all of the men they’d gotten rid of in one way or another. Blood didn’t mind adding another soul to their list but Young was doing his best no

Young had hoped Asha was still sleeping when he got back to her apartment, but instead he was bombarded by her anxious cleaning. That could only mean one thing, something had happened to stress her out and he had an inkling that it had something to do with that officer and his fishing expedition. If it wasn’t for Asha spotting him lurking, stilling her movements to stare him down with her hands in clenched fists on her hips, he would’ve popped back over to wherever the officer was and introduced him to Blood.Unfortunately, his soulmate looked like she was ready to draw blood by any means necessary. That did not bode well for the plans he had for them. He’d hoped to wake her up with more orgasms and enjoy them for at least the rest of the day before they had to have any conversations, especially a serious one like he knew she was gearing up to start. “Well don’t just stand there, come explain yourself.”Young tried to lean in for a hug and kiss but Asha leaned away, mop still firmly

“And these first ones don’t count.” Young said as he laid her body across his lap.Asha whimpered, feeling the storm brewing with this new version of Young was going to match the one looming outside. The clouds had darkened from light and fluffy to threatening. The blue of the sky disappeared behind clouds that looked as if she could reach out and grab a piece of the yet to be storm and eat it up. Their usual out of reach position had suddenly transformed into a picture of what reverse surface tension looked like, weighing on the sky as if gravity would bring them down. When the sky got like this she would go out and relish in it, but with how Young was maneuvering her, Asha knew it was now something to be experienced in the loud silence of her living room.She had a feeling with the way he held her and was speaking that she would really get to meet Blood. Having experienced the various ways he held back from treating her with anything other than softness over the years, she recognize