Masturbation Monday No. 123

All Nichy could hear was the click of her heels down the alley, and the Nina Simone song in her head, “I Put A Spell On You…”

The sound of her heels was heavy, before she looked down at her phone to see where her car was.

When she felt a tightness on her wrist, at first she thought it was carpal tunnel syndrome. But then she realized her hand was being held away from her.

She looked up, and she was not even surprised.

Graham.

“You are insatiable darling Nichy, just insatiable…”

Nichy did not know how much more of this she could take. It seemed that she could not escape from him, there was no point of her life that he was not part of. He shared every intimacy.

“My favorite neighborhood stalker,” she said darkly.

Graham squeezed her hand tighter, and she looked up at him again. She immediately knew that she should not have taunted him. He had the ability to follow her like the antagonist in A Long, Fatal Love Chase by Louisa May Alcott—all over the world and back again.

When she looked in his eyes, she felt like he had put a spell on her. She swallowed, her lips dry before Graham spit on them. He licked his saliva from her lips and kissed her, kissed her like he had been the one who was parched. He kissed her—they kissed—until he pulled away panting and looked in her eyes.

“You make me chase you, I will chase you for the rest of my life if that is the only way…”

Nichy looked at him, and swallowed.

“Only way what?”

Graham stared at her angrily, as if she knew and was making him stated the obvious which he hated to do. He pushed her back, and a stray cat or large rat ran past them. She only knew she heard the scuffle as it did. Face to face, Graham stared at her for a long time before he said anything.

“If it is the only way I can be with you…”
Nichy relaxed against the brick, and felt the cool metal of the trash can she bumped into as they kissed again. She simpered before she fell into a deep kiss with him, made all the hotter because she knew that he knew that she had been with Michelle.

And that she was heading to Tyler.

But his kiss was something she could never resist, and she was pretty sure it was fatal. Fatal, as he pulled her leg up over his, and ground against her making his desire an open secret.

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One comment

  1. I just don’t see how this ever ends well. But….it’s had such a long run so far (your stories, lol) that maybe they keep going like this until she really just can’t take it anymore. But I will admit, their heat is palpable.

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