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It’s just a dream, Angel

“This lil light of mine…I’m gonna let it shine.” A deep, devilish voice made me croak as I pleaded with tears flowing down my face.

It made me sick to the stomach how turned on I was when my life was on the line. There was no chance at escaping, only if a little light shined down from heaven to release me from the devil himself. My back against cold metal, my legs spread so wide, I could smell my arousal in the air as soft fingers that felt like silk glided up and down my slick folds. Those same fingers teased my erect clit then pulled away as soon as I almost reached a peak of insanity.

My goodness, why does it have to feel so good? I moaned out my fears as my body trembled from chilled lips pecking at the tips of my hard nipples.

“Bright light--little light, I’m gonna let it shine!” He chuckled from the shadows of hell as multiple hands worked over my body with perfect skill.

“You can’t cry and plead like you don’t like it, I smelled you, Angel. Your arousal is sweet with a little bit of musk. I suppose the musk comes from you sweating up a storm going through the woods and hilltops to creep over into Arkville.” The sound of him clicking his teeth echoed throughout whatever space that I was being held captive in.

“I’m going to let you go after I have my fun with you. There’s three women that will please you in ways you never imagined. One day, I’m going to find you again. I’ll overpower what these three women made you feel tonight. When it’s my turn with you…because I will have a turn…The only difference is… my turn will be the end. I’m going to break you, Angel. Shatter you into tiny shards of glass then put you back together with blood-soaked hands… you’ll be my little light.” His voice grew closer, the bass of it vibrated throughout my body, causing goosebumps to rise and spread across my skin.

The sound of his fingers snapping caused my heart to palpitate as a bright light came shining down from the wooden ceiling. Where the hell am I?

“Please her until she wished she was dead.”

I snapped my head to the left and laid eyes on the man that caused me to piss in my pants when he snatched me up by the back of my hair in the woods. He yanked my thick body around to face him, and before I passed out, I thought I saw an angel. He was beautiful, too perfect to have this dark aura attached to him.

His chocolate skin was rich and blemish free, his emerald eyes gave him this mystical look. Full cinnamon lips framed by a perfect goatee, he licked his lips and all my dumb ass could think to ask was…

“What’s your name?” I moaned, jumping a little as a hand touched my inner thighs.

My eyes settled on him as his bushy thick brows turned into a frown. Even with a look of anger etched on his face, I was having a hard time reading him. I’m usually good at doing that, especially in my line of work.

“Detavio Decebal.” He smirked, taking steps backward as darkness engulfed him.

I couldn’t make out the different faces surrounding me since the light shined brightly into my eyes as I settled back and let these freaky women have their way with me. I’ll just have to get tested if he sets me free . I thought to myself.

“Angel is nervous, yet her pussy tells a different story. Relax her, make her cum over and over until she passes out.” His demanding voice seemed to boom louder although he seemed so far away.

“Yes, King.” A voice between my legs murmured as I shut my eyes, bracing myself for what was to come. It can’t be that bad…just a woman tasting my pussy, I’m pretty sure I won’t gain much from this moment…or so I thought.

Never in my life have I had a woman touch me inappropriately. My eyes were closed when I felt the tip of her tongue on my pussy lips like she was using her tongue as fingers to spread my southern lips open. My clit jumped at attention as it throbbed on top of her velvety tongue.

“That’s it, make my Little Light, shine bright.” Detavio’s voice stirred something in me that made me buck off of the steel table.

My body got wrapped into the moment as she tilted my body up enough to get her arms underneath me. Holding me up by my ass cheeks, she flattened her tongue against my clit, then flicked it up and down.

“Ohhhh!” I shuddered.

Both of my nipples were getting the attention that I never knew they needed. Two tongues flicking on each hard tip, in sync with one another, they nibbled on my nipples with the right amount of pressure. The woman between my thighs licked from my gushing center to the slit. Blowing cool air on my swollen bud, I swirled my hips wanting her to lick harder. Wait, what the fuck is wrong with me? Am I actually enjoying this shit? Yes, I was enjoying every moment of this. The way my entire body shook and tingled with pleasure made me want to start reciting love poetry to each woman that worked me over.

The question that I just asked myself was answered as I came so hard that I became deaf to my own loud screams.

“Again!” His voice boomed through my deafness.

She lapped at my pussy as my back arched off the table. A soft hand grabbed my neck, forcing me to lay back down. The woman between my legs stuck a finger into my pussy as her mouth latched right back on to my erect bud. She didn’t let up, she sped her tongue from flicking to circling it around my clit. Waves of pleasure consumed me and ripped me apart right on that metal table….

“Angel, wake the fuck up!”

I jolted awake, my entire body trembled. I was still caught in the fading haze of another dream that was too vivid to shake off. Blinking rapidly, I willed my eyes to adjust, trying to make sense of the warmth that lingered all over my skin like I had been touched. I could barely fully gather my bearings before Natavi, my best friend, nudged me adamantly.

My eyes went right to her hard nipples, they protruded through her silk pajama shirt like they were getting ready to burst out at any moment.

“You were moaning in your sleep all night, humping me and acting like you were getting ready to do something?—”

“Oh, my goodness, Tavi… I’m sorry!” I groaned.

I hated the way I openly eyed her nipples. That dream had my mind fucked up. I wondered would I possibly go that far to experiment with my best friend if she let me? Shaking my head at that thought, I desperately needed to get laid. Work was running me down to the ground, and it was obvious that it was messing with my way of thinking.

“Girl, no apologies needed. If you need to get one off…I don’t mind, it’s going to cost you, though.” She winked; we both shared a laugh.

I knew better than anyone that my beautiful best friend Natavi came with an expensive price tag glued to the center of her forehead. Natavi’s soft vanilla skin tone, along with her long model-like legs, had men spending money just for a conversation with her. A lot of people judged her for her line of work when I simply respected her hustle.

The only thing that I didn’t agree with was her boyfriend Chedda. Natavi loved his dirty drawls but Chedda hardly ever was around to love Tavi like she needed to be loved. She promised she would leave him alone after he chose a college girl over their fifteen-year situationship. Tavi claimed that she only started soliciting her body because Chedda was going to get them out of poverty and give her the dream life she always desired.

She wanted a soft girl era for herself but didn’t realize that she had that already independently.

“I’m just kidding, girl; I didn’t sleep in here with you last night. I dragged my drunk ass back to my room. I came in here to wake you since you always complain when I leave for a couple of months to be with a client.” Tavi smirked, plopping down at the edge of my bed.

“A client?” I asked Tavi, stretching my short arms as I took in deep breaths to calm my wild beating heart.

“Yeah, Chedda finally called me last night…” Tavi’s words trailed off as she focused on my pastel pink walls.

She rubbed her slender arm up and down with her hand. It was a coping mechanism that she used when something had her hurt and bothered. I knew Tavi better than the back of my hand. We’ve been close since elementary school, she was like the sister that I always wished to have. I hated being the only child growing up. When I met Tavi, we were inseparable, we grew so close in grade school that our parents got close and start double dating, which was good for the both of us, bringing us even closer.

“Well, did y’all talk? Like, really discuss where y’all relationship is headed? It’s been months since you’ve seen him, and he just calls you like he’s your pimp and dishes a new client on you.” I shook my head in disbelief.

Natavi’s hand sped up, running up and down her arm as her shoulders dropped then her head followed.

“Angel, please, he’s been busy?—”

“Busy with what?” I tilted my head, feeling myself getting fired up.

“Busy getting ready to be the dad of the year to another newborn baby—” I clamped my mouth shut before I went too far.

Natavi and my friendship could be hell of toxic at times because we both went too far off the deep end. If I had the energy to go there this morning with Tavi, I would have brought up her fifth abortion, courtesy of Chedda’s bitch ass.

“Please don’t start this bullshit, Angel. I told you last week that I’m learning to adapt to Chedda’s ways. I’ve accepted that I’m not the woman for him. I already know that I can’t keep waiting on him to love me,” Tavi sadly stated as she switched arms and started on her other arm with the same motion.

“Chedda got us staying in a high-rise loft downtown L.A! Our rent costs a fortune, and we don’t have to ever see a bill except our cellphone bill. You’re able to do all your blogging and make a good profit over it. I’m able to shop until I’m exhausted and take trips until another high paying client comes about. I’m not always laying on my back with them, although some of them fuck good as hell.” She chuckled.

I hated the way she always justified his actions by the way he treated her. In my eyes, Natavi was a sophisticated call girl. It’s who Chedda made her into. His big connections in the music and acting industry gave him access to A-list celebrities. A lot of downlow men that wanted to keep their sexuality hidden they’d court Tavi for a couple of months and then do a drastic break up with her.

“You fought me tooth and nail to move in here, so all of this means nothing to me. I have enough money to get us into something similar for a cheaper price. You just say the word and we are out of here,” I reminded her.

“Not everyone has the same ambition as you, Angel. Why leave here when he’s not asking you for anything?” She shook her head.

“I understand, Tavi… I promise, I do, but he’s a sack of shit, you know it like I do! He knows not to ask me for shit. I just don’t want all of this luxury to keep you in a sunken place. You deserve true happiness, not the temporary kind,” I stated above a whisper.

I realized the moment the words left my mouth that I was talking about myself.

“Yeah, we both do. Handle your business in the bathroom and come eat breakfast with me.” She sighed, standing up.