Channeling Morpheus 09 - Swarm by Jordan Castillo Price

Author:Jordan Castillo Price [Price, Jordan Castillo]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-05-23T02:10:04+00:00

Jordan Castillo Price

Sweet Oblivion 4: Swarm

- 33 -

I felt the cut, like fire and ice, right over the top of the scars of all the dozens of other cuts had come before it. One place got me off each and every time -- my neck.

We’d discovered that hot spot early on, and it never failed to deliver.

Wild Bill fixed his mouth to the wound and drank like he could draw my very essence -- my fear, my darkness, my love, straight out of me into himself. Like he could take part of me and own it, forever.

My body bucked as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me, and I was thinking it, please, as he drank. Please do it deep. Please don’t stop. Please. He felt me pleading, I think, or maybe even tasted it in my blood -- because he didn’t stop once he’d made me come. He kept going, and it started to feel less like sex and more like a drug, the sweet, soaring rush of a big hit of K, and Bill and I seemed to dissolve wherever our bodies touched, to bleed together and mingle. To become one.

By the time Wild Bill had drunk his fill, I’d peaked into numbness, and I lay there, splayed on the bed, capable of doing nothing more involved than drawing one breath after another. He rolled off and the whole front of me was wet. “Did you come again?” I said, when I could manage to put together a few words.

“You kidding? Fucking you is like going over Niagara Falls -- without the barrel.” Bill dragged his finger through the stickiness on my belly. He held it up, rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger, considered it a moment, then wiped it on the sheets.

“I just washed those.”

“How’d you manage that, with me on ’em?”

“Not the bedspread, you were rolled up in that.”

“Okay. Forget it, I don’t want the details. Light a cigarette over here for your love machine.”

I reached across his chest and groped for the pack. He made no move to help me.

The remote fell off the nightstand and I stuck my fingers in the ashtray before I acknowledged that I’d need to actually sit up and look at what I was doing. I swung a leg over Bill so now it was me straddling him, and I lit a smoke for him.

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