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awake from the full-out body exhaustion that Alex inflicted on me earlier in the evening. Alex is still wrapped around my body nearly suffocating me with her grip. I’ve never lingered here for very long once our usual Thursday evening came to an end. I was always greeted by the sound of my alarm in the morning, with my clothes neatly stacked on a chair in the corner. Opening my eyes, I see that her gaze is trained on my face and she is intently studying me. There’s a slight look of guilt on her beautiful face which is amusing and worrisome all at once. I assume that the look is for last night’s actions but what I really fear is that, after everything we went through last night, she is still going to throw away what we could have and I will be left with no clue why.
    The silky blonde tresses surrounding her head like a golden halo look so soft and I ache to run the strands through my fingers, to brush them away from her face. I am distracted by her pouty lips; the same lips that brought me to soul crushing releases, over and over again, the night before. They are pursed together, as if trying to figure out what, or how, to say what is going on in her head.
    It takes me a second to clear my throat. “What time is it?” I ask. Her facial features smooth out at the question.
    In a soft voice, she answers, “It's about six in the morning, Felicity.” Whew… I still need to get to my day job.
    “Alex, I have to go home so I can get ready for work.” I quickly rush out and she looks ready to argue with me.
    “I… I am…”
    “Please, not right now. Let me live without the reality just a little longer.”
    I notice my voice is hoarse. I have no idea if it is from sleep, screaming from the climaxes she forced on me, or the fact that I am holding back the insane urge to cry. I despise crying but it seems to be on par with my feelings at the moment and I drop my eyes from her golden, searching stare. Using her fingers, she lightly pinches my chin and pulls my face up to meet the smirking grin she is wearing and it feels like a slap. I am suddenly furious that she would be laughing at me while I am beyond ready to break down into hysterical tears!
    Trying to pull away from Alex’s embrace is pointless with her otherworldly strength and it just pisses me off even more. Inside, I rage and then I do the only thing that I can think of to make her let me go. I bite her neck. I clamp down on it hard enough to feel her skin give. The first beading of blood that hits my tongue is like a shot of some high-octane energy force and it burns me from within. Thick, syrupy, and sweet, her blood fills my mouth and I swallow greedily.
    “Oh, Goddess, Felicity, please! Yes, Goddess, yes.” I moan as I continue tasting her delicious essence.
    I pull myself away from her throat and I see that her eyes are closed. I realize that she has surrendered her body to me. I feel the blood dripping down my chin before falling to splash against her breasts. I bend down and begin to suck and nip my way around her nipples, lapping at the droplets marring her perfect flesh. I feel a zing of heat shoot through me with each and every lick of her sweet blood. It flows through my nerve endings and makes my whole body tremble with need. I feel like I am being consumed and I know that I'll willingly dive head first into this blazing, lust-filled inferno.
    Feeling my way down her luscious body, I steadily stroke back and forth among Alex’s drenched folds. I plunge two fingers deep into her dripping wet pussy and curl them up, thrusting hard. When my palm starts to circle her clit, her breathing hitches and it turns into a ragged tempo as her orgasm builds higher. She starts to sit up but I continue my ministrations as her soft hands reach up to cradle my face and she kisses me deeply. I lean back from her grasp, using my free hand to grip the glowing halo of hair at the nape of her neck and pull. I watch as her back arches, making her rock-hard nipples