"Oh! That reminds me. Do you thinkyou could give me a ride to the airport tomorrow?" "Of course," I responded, kissing her on the forehead. "What time... do youhave to be there?" "7 A.M." "Fuck!" I muttered, letting my head slam back to the hard floor. "Oh, don't worry!" she purred, running her hand up my chest. "I'll makeit worth your while." We spent the remainder of the night watching a little TV and cuddling onthe couch as we warmed ourselves with some hot tea. Our sexual activities were done. I nodded. “I didn't hear that, what?” he asked. As I opened my mouth, he bit my neck so hard tears slipped from my eyes. “Fuck! Yes David, please! Come in me, fuck me until we're both coming,” I screamed. I fell against him as blinding pleasure tore through me. I cried his name, my tears still pouring, and I dug my nails into his hand. He released my neck to lick the shell of my ear and with one last thrust, I felt him come, bringing me to another small climax. I shook against him, his arms. " "Well, you should be OK, you've done a pretty good clean-up job on me!" There was another kiss, then I said, "I expect there'll still be a little inside to take with me when I go." I noticed his cock twitching a little, so I followed that up by saying something that had been at the back of my mind during the night, "Plus of course you'll want to change the sheets. I changed sides to get out of the first wet patch, but I think I may have made another one." He pulled back the duvet and looked. Evan tracked carefully down the stone stairwell as the darkness grew more heavy, suffocating even as it seemed to snuff out all forms of light with each tremor. He had to move quickly. He knew that as voices began to whisper bitter nothings in his skull."Keep going! Keep going! You have to keep going!" He said in bursts to ward off the internal screaming that seems to rattle in his thoughts. The seconds felt like hours as he crumbled to his knees. The voices bombarding his skull with dark.