Muscle Fatigue (Part IV Final)

“I-I’M FINNA CUM!” She exclaimed. All I could do was grunt and moan like an animal, Jordan knew I was on the verge from the way my grip squeezed on her thick waist. Before we both knew it, simultaneously we had erupted, cum oozing out of her, sweat raining down our bodies. Every muscle fatigued from that sexual explosion, our breathing heavy as if we just ran a marathon.

If I knew that would be the last time I would have her, then I would have savored that moment… better yet, I would have never woken up to that day.

Yet, in the end, what’s done in the dark always comes to light, and for Jordan, well, her side piece set the fire that gave light to everything that went on behind my back. If I had to pick a song that represented everything that transpired that day, Mario “How could you” comes to mind. Funny, after nine months I still play that song on repeat during my workout sessions in the gym. You see I would go to the gym before, but I didn’t spend as much time as I do now. Now… now this place serves as my sanctuary, physical pain to mask the emotional one.  It’s one thing to have your heart broken, no… shattered… into tiny fragmented pieces, by a woman who never loved you and never will. However, it’s worse to know you brought them together and that you may have been the iceberg that sunk the ship.

You see I would go to the gym before, but I didn’t spend as much time as I do now. Now… now this place serves as my sanctuary, physical pain to mask the emotional one.

It’s one thing to have your heart broken, no… shattered… into tiny fragmented pieces, by a woman who never loved you and never will. However, it’s worse to know you brought them together and that you may have been the iceberg that sunk the ship.

 

+Excerpt from my book Sex with Luna, Kem finds the Gym has more than muscle gains*

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