From

  The moment

  I saw her

  I knew

  This one

  Was worth

  The

  Broken

  Heart.

  Atticus

  Avion

  The steamy air hung heavy in the spacious bathroom, a haze obscuring the mirror. Avion leaned against the cool tiles, his breath catching in his throat. His mind was a whirlwind, every thought, every sensation consumed by the image of Honey. He imagined her sweet, sexy voice, her beautiful face, her captivating eyes, and her luscious full lips. He could almost taste her, feel the heat of her skin against his. A low groan escaped him, a sound swallowed by the humid air. He gripped his cock and pumped hard and fast as he imagined her beneath him, moaning his name as he pleased her. He cried out, the sound muffled by the steam, his body trembling with release. He slumped against the tiles, spent and breathless, the memory of the kisses they shared still vivid in his mind.

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  Ay dios mios the women had a hold on him she consumed him like he had never experienced before he could only imagine how much deeper it would be if he truly had her body as well just the thought made his cock hard again I scrubbed a hand over my face as I washed up and got out I dried off not bothering with clothes as I went over to the seat by my window I cracked it open and lit my cigar as I stared out into the night thinking about what I had planned for the morning besides seeing my parents that day and going for a jog I relaxed for the most part on Sundays to prepare for the work week although I took this Monday off I still decided to keep my Sunday as I usually did I would definitely be sleeping in I would go for a jog after I had lunch with my parents to burn the meal off. That was about it maybe he would see if Honey was busy later and wanted to catch a movie or lunch I smiled as I shook my head it was amazing how I went from not knowing this women to her consuming my thoughts and I honestly didn’t mind at all putting my cigar out I climbed into bed hoping I dreamt of sweet Honey.