Pursuing The Plug by Mercy B

Author:Mercy B [B, Mercy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Royalty Publishing House
Published: 2018-10-10T04:00:00+00:00

The thickness of her lips ached as she strung her violin in the darkness of the morning before the sun had risen. It wasn’t her norm. Staring out of the window into the streets as her heartstrings were tugged, she struggled with wiping her thoughts clean of him surely weren’t something that Hampsher was accustomed to.

It had been a full week since their final encounter, a time that she wished she could revisit to feel his girth along her walls and lips upon her own. Stopping mid-stoke, Hampsher placed a single finger to the fullness of her lips and maneuvered it back and forward before covering them with her hand and rubbing softly. She imagined his softness against hers, igniting flames between her legs and within her hollowed chest.

Breathe. She coached herself.

Thoughts of him had provoked her early rising. For the last two hours, she’d sat idly at her window, wondering what he was doing. Even stranger, she wondered who he was doing it with. Hampsher had made it obvious that she considered them a quick fuck, but the feelings of his presence lingered much longer than she’d anticipated. For seven days, she’d waited for the remnants that he’d left her with dissipate, but they weren’t letting her go and barely allowing her to breathe.

Lungs filling with oxygen that he had snatched from her time and time again, Hampsher removed her fingers from her lips and bowed her head. It wasn’t a sign of the conclusion of her dazzling performance she’d completed, but a sign of defeat. She was losing herself and her sanity, and it was driving her up the wall. A control freak, she’d prided herself in controlling every aspect of her life until then… until him.

Rafeeq, Hampsher quietly thought as her hand brushed through her flowing tresses. Rafeeq Jones. Everything about his name was alarming, but not enough for her to lose sight of him. Since he’d been placed in her path, she’d been drawn like a moth to a flame.

Naked as the day she was born, Hampsher allowed her hand to fall down toward her protruding breasts where her nipples had budded and hardened. Taking the right one into her palm, she massaged it without caution—something that Rafeeq seemed to lack when handling her. Leaning forward, she swiped her tongue across the tip to lubricate it and make her movements that much smoother.

“Ummmm.” A slight moan fell from her lips.

Slowly, Hampsher placed the violin to the side of her, leaning it against her bed. Spreading her legs, she propped them on the windowsill and opened for the entire world to see through the glass. Her hand snaked across her chest and ran along her left breast before repeating the same moves.

“Ummmmmmmmm.”

“Feels good?” Her mind began to wander, stumbling upon an imaginary fortress with only her and Rafeeq. He’d come to her in her time of need with a slight smirk on his face as he licked his lips. The same lips that she’d imagined were on hers less than two minutes prior.

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