Soul Mates Rise: Witching Call Part 4
appreciate it. Dan was gone and he wasn't ever going to
come back. She had only recently begun to accept that and now, some
asshole was trying to rattle her cage. Of course, she could be
crazy. It could just be that it was an honest mistake. Dan was a
pretty common name, after all.
    Common, however, was the last word that
would ever have described her Dan. Laying back onto her pillow, she
could see his tousled black hair, high cheekbones, blue green eyes
and sexy sideways smile. God, how she missed him! No one was ever
going to take his place and she knew it. Her body still missed him
every night. Even right now, when she was tired and hot, her body
wanted Dan to be touching her, kissing her, and making love to her.
Finally, she turned over on her side and went to sleep with a
single tear sliding down her cheek.

"Wake up, sweetheart. Devon, open your
eyes and look at me."
    "Mmm but it's so wonderful to lay here
like this with you, Dan. Do we really have to get up
now?"
    "Yes, darling. I would love nothing
more than to hold you in my arms all day, but now isn't the time.
There's something I must tell you and it's important that you pay
attention."
    "Of course, Dan, I'm listening. What is
it?"
    "You need to be careful. I can't
protect you from where I am but you need to know that you're in
danger."
    "Danger? Who on earth wants to hurt
me?"
    "Shhh, don't speak. I'll tell you
everything."
    There was a ringing sound in Devon's
ears suddenly. She was trying so hard to hold Dan's face in her
mind but he was fading very quickly. The ringing became louder and
more insistent. Devon's eyes flew open. She realized that the
telephone was ringing on her nightstand. The sun was shining
brightly and streaming through the partially opened curtains. Her
bedside clock read 8:35 AM. Who the hell could be calling her at
this hour? Reaching over, she lifted the phone and mumbled into
it.
    "Good morning, is Dan there,
please?"
    This again! She didn't even bother
trying to carry on a conversation. Simply disconnecting the call
would have to do. Devon didn't have the time, patience or energy
for this. However, she was awake now and had a full day ahead of
her. A shower sounded great to her at that moment so she got out of
bed and padded into the bathroom.
    Minutes later, she was stripped and
standing under the refreshing spray of water. Picking up the tube
of shower gel, she squirted some into her hand and started to move
her soapy hands over her body. As she passed over her full breasts,
the unexpected stimulation caused her to emit a gasp. She had lost
count of how long it had been since she had experienced any sort of
sexual pleasure. Her toys had even been neglected because she just
hadn't felt the need for them. Now, however, as she absently
lightly pinched her nipples, she felt a jolt of sexual electricity
move through her body.
    Closing her eyes, she continued to
tease her nipples until the ache had moved directly to her clit.
Without seeming to be aware of her actions, Devon slid one hand
down over her stomach to her nether region. With a single minded
motion, she parted the folds that revealed her clit that stood out
like a tiny erect cock. Stroking it only brought her a more
exquisite and torturous need for release. As she continued, that
special sensation started to creep over her before slamming into
her violently. Devon cried out as she rode her hand, moving the
other one down so that she could slip two fingers deep inside of
her soaking and spasming pussy. Just as she was coming down from
that orgasm, she felt it rising inside her again. Before she
returned to herself, Devon had reached a total of four intense
orgasms. Now, she was weak and her legs were barely holding her up.
Giving into the afterglow of the moment, she slid down the shower
walls and sat under the cascading water.
    Well, she thought. I suppose that was
inevitable. After all, I'm still young and healthy, and it has been
quite a while since I allowed myself to have any

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