B L A K E

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CHAPTER 1

B L A K E

How did I get myself into this mess? I do not understand how I am currently on my knees using all my strength trying not to choke and vomit on his throbbing dick. I had enjoyed this a couple of weeks ago when I deceived myself into thinking he liked me, and he was the man I was praying for. His name is Blake Rios, and we met at church. I am cringing just thinking about it right now. Ugh, why isn’t he cumming already, dammit, hurry up please, I cannot keep going, I can feel my jaw lock.

Blake is incredibly handsome; it hurts, incredibly good-looking, so that it’s cloying, making my teeth itch. His physique is your All-American Dream boy, tall, dark-haired, strong, soft in the eyes, and that square chin that held his perfect kissable lips. Blake Rios is a sublime blend of his Latino father and his Irish descent mother. He caught my attention that day we had our church community outreach, and he asked me for my phone number. Something about him made me feel very uncomfortable, uneasy, and insecure, but I was intrigued; I was all in. When Blake asked for my number, I freely and voluntarily recited it to him. I think I know what you are thinking, ‘she met him a couple of weeks ago and now she is sucking his dick?’ I know, I know, I seriously know how it sounds, which is why I am wondering how the hell I get into this situation? It must have been his enticing text messages and those abs that peeked through his Hanes Comfort Soft Crewneck T-shirts. My God, I hate myself right now.

Ok, now he is spilling out, oh lord, it tastes very bitter today, it tastes like warm hatred, I promise he used to taste like sweet nothingness.

Hello, I am Eve. What a name for the kind of person I am, huh? Biblical. My parents decided to name all their children biblical names, and of course, being the oldest of four, they named me Eve, Life. Oh, and my last name, well, chisme has it that my Mexican-American dad’s great great great puta grandmother slept with an Italian that had the most Italian last name ever, “Romano,” and bada bing bada boom she stole the last name for her male twins out of wedlock. I don’t know how much of that snippet is true, but I’d like to think that part of her being a puta is true, just to find some sense of why I am such a slut, it ran in the family. 

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Thank you for reading my words. Come back next week for another page of this story. I am writing this as I go along, so I do ask for your patience, and if you must critique, critique me kindly. 

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    Love it so far… once a week will be torture but you have my attention! 🙋🏻‍♀️

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      Yes! Thank you so much! I’d hug you if I could!

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