Malcolm

Malcolm

I heard a soft moan from my sleep. One that sounded like music to my ears.

My eyes fluttered open and met with the face of the most beautiful woman on earth. Noelle.

I allowed myself to lose control last night and I lost it and gave in. I fucked her, my mon Fleur. I tore into her, breaking her completely. She was always trying to act strong but she would always be a delicate flower, my delicate flower.

Her soft arms were wrapped around me as she slept soundly. It took everything within me not to flip her over and take her again, maybe this time I'll go for other holes. Her mouth and her ass.

I slowly and steadily removed her arms from around me and got out of bed. I used the bed sheets to cover her tempting naked body. She was so hot. Fuck.

I walked into the closet and got dressed. I wore sweatpants and a shirt. When I came out, she was still sleeping and I found myself leaning on a table, watching her.

She was spent and passed out last night. I never went easy on her, there