Suite 269 (22 page)

“I love you,” I gasped.

His lips tugged up into a smile and his hands softly brushed over my uncovered breasts until his thumbs circled and circled over my nipples. The sensation made them ache and grow heavier.

“Tell me what you need right now, Lex.”

My body trembled more and I struggled to think clearly and find my words. All I thought was
please, please, please
. “Everything. James…I want everything,” I said as I arched my back, pushing my breasts closer to him.

A growl rumbled out low from deep inside his chest as he closed his lips over my right nipple and sucked hard. The feeling sliced through my middle and slammed me with heated throbs between my legs. He tugged on my nipple until it bounced out of his mouth with a loud pop then he flicked his tongue over it quickly. So fast and wild that my sex clenched with every stroke.

“So all this time, I’ve been actually sleeping with Alex Kavon?”

“Why yes, yes you have,” I laughed.

His body shifted, and suddenly there was a crinkled sheet of paper pressed into my palm.

“What’s this?” I said, lifting it up.

His eyes heated. “My list of fantasies. Thought you’d like to see the things I want from you. Wrote them the first night we came back from our un-honeymoon.”

He nuzzled his nose into mine and lifted up my skirt, scrunching the material up over my waist. His hands slid my panties down my thighs until they dangled from one ankle. Then he quickly unzipped his pants and pulled himself out, sliding his warm, hard length against me.

“Read my list, Lex,” he said breathlessly. “Read all the things I want,” he said as he slid inside me.

I moaned loudly as I felt him fill me. I couldn’t concentrate on reading anything as he slowly pushed himself deep inside me.

“Read it,” he whispered, stopping all movements. His forehead leaned against mine and his cocked pulsed and throbbed inside me.

I brought the paper closer and a rush of warmth spilled out across my chest. There was only one thing neatly written across the small piece of paper.

#1
Spend the rest of my life with someone I could share all my fantasies with
.

“So what do you think?” he asked as he began rocking his hips into me.

“What about California?” I asked, grinding and tightening my muscles around him.

“It’s a nice place to visit. But I’m right where I want to be.” His fingers lightly cupped my face. One thumb reverently traced my bottom lip. “Tell me we could turn three weeks into a lifetime. Say yes, Lex.”

I reached up and touched his face. “Yes, James. I’ll make all your fantasies come true.”

“Thank God,” he said as he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine.

S
ometimes I want
to get lost in words. I want to see how
beautiful and brutal
things are through the eyes of a poet. I love to listen to the music of the words and feel how each poet bends and manipulates my emotions. Recently I’ve come across such treasures and I wanted to share them with you…

B
urn

In my hell

I silently scream.

This nightmare is alive,

Feels like a dream.

In harmony we sing,

My demons and I.

A chorus so lonesome

The Angels break down and cry.

The lyrics do burn,

Setting fire to my soul.

Destroying from within,

Making me whole.

From ashes I came

To ashes, I'll return.

But tonight I'm content

To sit here and burn.

Slowly dying inside,

Never felt more alive.

It's here I am home,

It’s here I can thrive.

Tormented and harassed,

Ablaze head to toe.

The remnants of us,

Love’s tender throe.

The flames become embers

Sparkling in the night.

Though all is consumed,

No wrongs were made right.

Despair's soft, gentle breeze

Soothes all the pain.

Igniting once more

The furnace of shame.

Infernos of agony

Bind me like chains.

Roaring out of control,

Until nothing remains.

© 2015 C.b. Roberts 

Excerpt From
The Hell Within
Me by
C.b. Roberts

i
mprisoning
me

this confusion is confusing me

chaos breeding insanity

what is real and what is fake?

how much madness can one take?

in broad daylight, i can see the north star

i look right at you, but don't know who you are

i'm naming all the hairs, on the top of my head

confusion ensues, because i've named them all fred

i roller skate in the living room, on the carpeted floor

may sound a bit eccentric, but i'm never a bore

i play hopscotch on my bed, late into the night

with little bo peep and rainbow brite

i try to sleep, as the darkness falls

but i'm still standing, against padded walls

i struggle and struggle, against my restraints

he'll be coming soon, and it's almost too late

i gnaw at the straps, bang my head on the floor

terror engulfs, as i stare at the door

the locks fall away, because i held the key

i've always been the one, imprisoning me

©2015
Xtina Marie

y
ou- i own

i'll be naughty, take me over your knee

i’d like nothing more, than for you to spank me

i like it mean, call me a bitch

i’ll be here, to scratch your itch

tie me up, gag my lips

push me down, and grab my hips

from behind, take me fast

hard and heavy, make it last

slap my ass, make me yelp

there’s no safe word, that will help

i’m gagged and bound, on the floor

don’t stop now, i want more

by the arm, you pull me up

grab my hair, and make me suck

i do exactly, what you say

no more spankings, if i don't obey

i want it all, inch by inch

call me names, i’m your bitch

i feel you shutter, and start to groan

for the moment, you- i own

©2015
Xtina Marie