Only one night
3.75⭐️ it made me feel crazy till the end. Lol.
Things I want to remember..
My ex-husband and I were together for over fourteen years when he went and stuck his dick in his co-worker, throwing away everything we’d built. the backyard is still my favorite thing about the house. It has a beautiful swimming pool and built-in jacuzzi, three rows of raised garden beds, and two large trees that were already prepped for a hammock. Take a dip in the pool after gardening. There’s a man standing on my neighbor’s roof, and he’s staring at me. Watching a movie and the doorbell rings. No one is there. Woke up from my sleep to a man straddling me. “We don’t need to exchange names, baby girl. For only one night, you’re mine, and I’m yours. I’ll leave before morning and you’ll never see me again, but for tonight, I’m going to fulfill your every fantasy. Would you like that?”“You have a thirty-second head start to run and hide. When I find you—and make no mistake, I will find you—I’m going to bury my cock so deep inside you, you’ll be lucky if you can walk come morning.”“Until my brother came, right, Little Devil?” He slows into a torturous rhythm, taking his time as he pulls himself out until just the tip remains inside me, then pushes in slowly. Over and over. “Fuck. I know I said one night, but maybe if you’re really lucky, next time it’ll be both of us who show up. Then you can show us how you play with this pretty pussy.” Pushes me in the pool. “Alright then, let’s see how many times I can fuck you before you pass out, Little Devil.” Everything was pristine when I woke up. My pajama buttons weren’t ripped off. Mrs Johnson didn’t have workers on her roof yesterday. Watching the news.. “The pattern prior to the burglaries appears to be the same, as eyewitnesses recount seeing two men on top of their neighbors' roofs days earlier—” sketch looks just like him. There he is, leaning against the pole of the streetlight as if he doesn’t have a single care in the world. With his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his painfully handsome face, he stands there in a fitted jacket, t-shirt, and jeans, looking far too good for an alleged criminal. Hand scribbled note, next time it’ll be both of us.