Page 29 of Dark As Coal

Adeline was a fucking dream.

She was sweet.

She was shy.

But the moment she trusted, she let it all out.

And nothing.

And I mean nothing could compare to that woman’s body.

Everyone has a type.

You either like long hair, short hair, or no hair.

You either like a woman with melons and a great ass.

Or you were a fine lover of all thing’s woman.

But any man, I don’t care how much they lie to themselves in the mirror.

Every man will fall head over fucking pipes for a woman with soft hair, hair so long that you can wrap it around your fist while she sucks you off. Sucks you off as she looks up at you from an amazing pair of eyes that have no match.

Sucks you off with that perfect cupid bow mouth.

Makes you come, and then you lift the small body, flip her on her knees, place your hands on her perfect hips, and then pound into her tight body.

Yeah, I needed to stop.

I liked my face to look just like it does.

And if Coal ever learned of the thoughts, I was having… I shivered involuntarily.

Priest

I was happy for my brother.

So fucking happy I could scream it from the rooftops.

If there was any brother that deserved to be happy it was either Asher… or it was Coal.

Stoney

No one else had seen it, yet, but I did.

When someone has gone through the kind of things that Adeline had, it causes a darker part of you to be made known.

And I knew I’d seen it.

The world better watch out if anyone ever thought to hurt Coal.

Irish

Why was I taking the woman that has been there for me for granted?

And as many times as I had asked myself that singular question.

I just keep fucking doing it.

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