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Fever Dream
Date: 9/12/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: MadMartigan, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories
indeed, Miranda, or latent PTSD. What a fucking mess I am, a girl who fucks a professor to maintain a spotless transcript. Destroys a man who was a shitty husband but a world-class father for a byline with her name stamped on it. This is what that soldier saved, a sex-crazed fool who’s afraid of commitment and cavalier with her personal relationships because she’s scared. I start to pull away before I ruin what could still be a beautiful memory. But… she surprises me. The words fall from her mouth in a whisper. They come in Spanish at first, the same beautiful lilting of words over and over again like a mantra. “Okay,” she says, switching over to English. “Okay.” Her voice is shaky, caught between primal fear and primal lust. “Okay,” she says again. “It’s okay.” She takes my head in her hands and peels the blindfold away completely. Her eyes are cinnamon swirls, her jet-black hair tangled and wild, the lower half of her face stained wet with my juices. “It’s okay,” she repeats again. She pulls the ring off her finger, tosses it into the fire. Nothing makes sense anymore. But maybe that’s the point. Nothing has to make sense in moments like these. You just have to feel your way through them. I nod weakly and whimper her name. And it does taste like pineapple and chocolate. And that name alone is gateway to that something different . She pulls me into her arms, mouth tentative as it slides against mine. I moan when our tongues collide, tasting the musky sweetness of myself. She ...