Cross. Part One - Sex Stories

Cross. Part One

... he could ever bear to see again in his miserable existence. She was God, and without her, there would be nothing. “Oh,” he was speechless, saying nothing else for some time as he gazed upon her. “I knew you would return. I knew you would come back to me. Nothing in this world could keep us apart, I felt the pull of you the moment you left me, and only now is it beginning to fade.” She smiled, a gesture of such radiance, Tyler had to close his eyes. “Yes, my love. It’s me. I can see you’ve missed me while I was away,” a short pause, Tyler’s eyes were still closed. He heard her breathing, then a sigh as her hand lightly touched him. He felt a veritable explosion of pleasure, groaning and gyrating his hips as the liquid-soft silk of her skin brushed along the length of his upraised staff. He was already close, he couldn’t possibly last through what he knew would come next. Yet, somehow he didn’t climax immediately. She had that power over him, knew him so completely as to touch him whichever way she pleased, and still give him ever more pleasure. She began to shift her hand around the tip of him, allowing her graceful fingers to slip down his length until she gripped him completely. Tyler’s back remained in a strong arch, the muscles of his back straining forever upwards so as to have more of her touching him. “Naughty boy, lie back, so I can look upon you.” Her voice was magic, a song so old and primordial, and still so young and full of life. He could never resist her, would ...

... never. As he eased back onto the bed beneath him, Tyler felt her presence get nearer. He had to look upon her. As he slowly opened his eyes, she came back into view. The soft glow of the candle, now lying by the side of the bed, illuminated her perfection. She wasted no time, which struck him as unusual until he felt the warmth of her get closer, ever closer to where they would soon meet. The scent of her grew in the air, and he inhaled deeply just as she lowered herself onto him. The sound of his groans rang out as light truly returned to Tyler’s world. He was inside of her. This goddess, this beacon of all that was right and good in the world, had decided to share herself with him, a lowly being, surely not worthy. But there was no complaint forthcoming, and Tyler simply lay back and enjoyed the sweet oblivion that overtook him. His vision blurred slightly as the rampant ecstasy Tyler felt grew even stronger. As he looked up at her, he could almost see Angel’s wings behind her back. He had known all along that she was more than a human. Known all... along. Bliss enveloped him, and Tyler knew no more. OOOO “No. I’ve told you time and time again, Miller, this isn’t going to work. I don’t care what you claim about him, this idiot’s beyond saving.” Abraham DuPree spoke into his cell phone as he strolled along a gray alleyway. Clouds obscured the moon this night, a sure omen of ill intent. A voice on the other end of the line murmured at him, and Abraham scoffed, sending a small ...