Her eyes always seemed to change colors, reflecting her mood and environment. Then, flooded with the glow of the full moon’s shine, they chose to be a vibrant, glistening green. Her pupils shrunk and grew with every shift of her face. It was because of the angle of the light hitting her eyes. Or maybe it was because of the change of her thoughts. Her dirty blonde hair gently waved in the wind, tickling my face as she softly kissed my neck. Her head was buried in the CUSP between my collarbone and my chin. She was sitting lightly on my lap, rhythmically moving her slender hips and grinding her sultry body on mine. My hands were exploring her feminine curves with gusto. I could feel the glow of the MOON on my face. Confusion began to creep into my mind and my recognition of the ANGEL kissing me began to fade. I didn’t try to move but can feel myself being restrained, stuck in that space and time.
“What do you want” I asked. My usual strong confident voice was now replaced with a tame and raspy whisper.
I can feel her warm tongue turn ice cold as it traveled up my neck, stopping just below my ear.
“POWER” I heard.
She lifter her body and came down on me, forcing me to enter her. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back. I was in heaven.
I am in HELL.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g4xec8/rise_of_power