Le Appetite- Part 14

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The sound of night fell on her ears like a thousand tiny daggers, and with it the *** returned....

Cars splashing around in the rain, horns out on the big street in front of her apartment blared intermittently. Yelling from the floor above her rang out as a couple shouted their obscenities. And Geneva rolled around her bed in the fetal position.
The hunt was calling, though her answer would come late, She would have to hunt. And so she began the ritual, selected the dress. It would be red tonight, skin tight as usual.

The soft satin d***d over her bare breasts gave her nipples the sensation of being caressed as she lowered its thin fabric past their stiff peaks and her abundant hips. She was up and out of the door in mere minutes. Her curly locks pinned up into a slight messy bun. She let the door to her apartment close with a soft click. But where was she going? The club? Would Steven be there? Could she be honest about her need for him after the way she had left his apartment?

Geneva doubled over in *** again, this time it shot downward into her thighs. She would have to find out tonight…

The walk to the club proved just as ***ful as she thought it would be. Each step over uneven concrete amplified her ***. No music carried her softly across the threshold this time, Just the blaring sounds of the beat pulsing through her abdomen with every step.

The same mass of bodies collided across the dance floor, lights pulsing in a horrid motion, her head began to pulse harder with every step. And then she saw him, standing over behind the bar. She took the nearest seat her body would allow her to climb onto. Drained and restless, she used her last bit of resolve to put on a brave face.

She'd order a drink from one of the other bartenders and wait for him to notice her. Although her plans were quickly interrupted when the other bartender signaled for Steven to come over and take her drink order.

"What are you doing here G?", he spoke with relative tenderness in his voice, but something in his stance gave off an air of disapproval.

"A girl can't get a drink?", Geneva said rolling her eyes ever so slightly as her stomach continued doing loops around her chest.

She never expected his ***ed off expression to be sexier than his normal face. But she shifted her thighs slightly in her seat as that familiar purr began to return.

“Yes you can, but why here? You left me... without so much as a goodbye." his voice almost shaking with anger. So he hadn't found the note with her number?

“I left you a note…", she said breathlessly before her body gave out, fainting and falling off of her chair.

[Co****]

That is descriptive as hell

[pi****]

Saturday at 08:00 PM, Connobuckley1 said:

That is descriptive as hell

Thank you 💕. I really try to give people a good mental picture of where the story is going.

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