Moans pierced the air of a one star motel room. A young blond woman's cry echoed off the dingy, dated wallpapered walls as she buckled underneath me. I smirked at the sight of her writhering in pleasure. Her moans began to die down and were replaced by heavy breathing. "Hahhh," she exhaled. "Professor, you... really ... are amazing," she said between breaths. Her blue eyes were filled with lust as she stared into mine. I brought my face down to hers before sucking her bottom lip and giving it a gentle nip before releasing. I kissed the corner of her mouth, then her rosied cheek, her jaw line, and finally her ear lobe that I slipped my tongue over. My voice rumbled into her ear, "The fun isn't over when I'm still rock solid." With that I quickly flipped her over on to her stomach and began railing her from behind, my hips smacking her bare ass until they turned beet red. After a good five minutes I collapsed on the side of the woman with heavy breaths. She rolled on her side to cuddle up against me, placing her head on my rising and falling chest. I grimaced at her affection before pushing her off. With a grunt I got myself to my feet. "What's wrong?" Her face was pouted. "Eh, I just remembered I have somewhere to be," I lied. Even after 70 years it still felt weird to lie with other women, let along be affectionate. I pulled the condom off and tossed into the waste basket that was tucked in a dark corner of the dimly lit room. "Aw, but I love spending time with you," she whined. And now I realize this was a mistake. Damn you post nut clarity. "Again..." My voice trailed staring at her with a puzzled face. She rose an eyebrow. "It's Alexis," she answered coldly. "Well Alexis, thank you for the good time, but as you know I have to prepare for tomorrow." I reached around for my pants and pulled them on. "You do this every time. Hit me up every few months, meet in some shitty motel, fuck, and you dip," her brows furrowed together as she stared at me getting dressed. I reached for her chin and mustered a gentle smile, "You could always refuse." My voice slipped out like silk. Her sour mood instantly flipped, "Mmm, you know that's impossible right? There isn't a single man in this world who pleasures like you do." She broke her face away from my hand and lied herself down on the bed, propped up on her elbows to get a better view. She bit her lips looking me over, "And none as good looking." I rolled in my lips before smiling, "What can I say? It's my own creation." I swiped down to grab my shirt from the floor covering up her eye candy, she instantly grunted in displeasure. That made me laugh internally. Soon enough I was ready to walk out the door, I gave her a peck on the cheek, "See you tomorrow in class?" "You bet I took one of your classes." With that I left her in the motel and slipped into my car. I started the ignition making the engine roar to life. Mmm nothing gets a man going like a muscle car. I smirked, Especially the women they attract. With that I slapped the girl in reverse and drove off out of the cracked parking lot. I took a deep breath as I reached a mile down the road. Laid the day before starting a new semester. Nothing is going to stand in my way tomorrow. It was no sooner that the thought slipped through my mind that I felt a numbness seep over me. I slammed the brakes and pulled over. My heart quickened and churned in pain knowing the inevitable. No.. it can't be... not yet. Njeri...
Earth's creator god's companion for the last 3000 years dumps him. Over the course of her last life he tries to break free from the love he held in his heart for her, but when she dies, it devastates him. Will the bartender he meets be able to mend his broken heart?
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