1. Free Falling


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: Varrick, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    But for the red and blue of crisp neon that spilled from the city through the window of his apartment, Parker was immersed in the tenebrosity of night. Though this harsh candescence tinted the dust that floated in the air, it couldn’t alleviate the blackness that permeated his core. The hour was late, the building quiet, and the only sound to be heard was a soft footfall in the hallway. He knew it was Sophie, but he didn’t know what had happened. That made him nervous. He saw her shadow under the door, rose from his chair, and strode over with a coolness that belied his lack of confidence. He pulled open the door and there she stood, her hand raised and ready to knock. Sophie’s hair was rumpled, her eyes were red, and tears had left salted tracks down her cheeks. She was a beautiful woman, and someone who took pride in her appearance; rarely had he seen her like this, even during the worst of it. “What happened?” Her brittle mask cracked and she folded into his arms. “He swore he would never let me go. He said it again, so I ran.” “Does he know you’re gone?” “No. I waited until he’d drunk himself to sleep then slipped out. No one saw me leave.” He could see why. She was barefoot and dressed in nightclothes. She had no bag, no jacket. If she’d tried this in winter she would surely have froze. She buried her face in his shoulder as he pushed the door closed. They stood for the longest time, wrapped in each other’s arms and sharing their tears. The fear they radiated was ...
    palpable, but they had made plans for this very moment and now they had to stick to them. “No one followed you?” It was irrational, and he knew it; but so fearful was Parker of the wrath of her husband, that when he spoke, he did so in a whisper. “No. And he doesn’t know where you live. We’re safe.” “Not yet. Tomorrow we run, then you can try to forget him.” “Help me forget him now.” She rested a hand on the back of his neck, and pressed the other against his bare torso. As their eyes met he could see her wrestling back tears. He took her hand from his chest and led her to the bedroom. Parker eased her down to the bed and slipped his hands beneath her T-shirt. He played his fingers over her stomach and she trembled beneath his touch. She smiled through her sobs as he lifted her shirt over her breasts. Parker pressed his lips to her nipples then lightly blew upon the warm vestiges of his kisses. The tips of his fingers traced down her legs as he slipped off her shorts and panties, then he knelt before her and brushed his face against her inner thighs. No more did she sob. Instead she gave a contented sigh as he breathed, “I love you.” Parker kissed her mons and could taste her upon his lips. He eased his tongue between her delicate folds, and roiled the tip around her supple cleft. Sophie whimpered, arched her back, and bunched the bed sheets in her fists. She pushed herself onto his mouth, and Parker slipped his tongue deep inside her before turning his attention to her clit. His ...
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