But still, a part of her needed him. He slid his urgent hands down over her curvy hips until he grabbed her naked ass, lifting her up as she reluctan...ly wrapped her legs around his waist. She was aching for him as he thrust his hard cock deep inside her pussy without hesitation. In this moment, she despised herself. She hated that he made her feel everything so clearly and allowed her desire and need for him to consume her completely. She turned her face away from him. She didn't want to. ..as it contracts under your frenzic stimulation. I no longer care... I can barely feel the reality... the parents can come in any second...any minute... but I can't even control my screaming... I scream and moan...choking on my breath that cant catch up... my face is contorted as much as my body...that keeps shifting under the pressure of your fingers. I try to sit up... just to find myself arching my back and dropping back down... I no longer can take any of it... I feel like I will pass. So desperate to be loved by anyone. I barely had to seduce you. You were begging to crawl into my bed. You are as much a whore as your mother.”“How are you even out of Hell?”“I never went there.” Triumph shone on her face. “I am the Queen of Heaven. I am the mother of Prophecy. I knew Lucifer's plan would never work. I used the Ghost of Paris to prepare my vessel. When your father killed me, my soul went into my vessels. I lived quietly in Paris, Texas, biding my time, waiting for your parent's. He is a ‘Senior Designer’. It has his work phone and email. I flip the card over. I do have his personal cell phone number. It is written in his own hand in blue ink with a crisp fine point pen. I have to get over to Northern Kentucky for a Chamber of Commerce networking luncheon. After that, I’ll call Mr. Sheppard and politely cancel our date. I’ll make sure to be working out at the gym at seven just in case he decides to show up at my house anyway. The Chamber lunch is like every monthly.