Free When Saint Goes Marching In by Tiana Laveen

rapidly, switching between various rhythms. He sped up, now dipping down, making her shudder between deep, forceful thrusts.
    “Uh!..................Uh!....................Uh!” Saint gasped as he moved in and out of her, his buttocks muscles clenching and squeezing then relaxing.
    Xenia wrapped her legs tighter around his back, holding him close to her, bringing him down as they kissed, slipped their tongues past one another’s feverishly.
    I want this to last forever , Saint thought as he moved his tongue around in her mouth.
    Don’t go , Xenia’s eyes seemed to say and he knew what she was thinking. He’s leaving. My heart is hurting.
    “I know your heart is hurting,” Saint said only in his mind, his gaze deep and lingering. “You are me and I am you.” Saint put his hand over her heart. His thoughts ran wild.
    I’m going to be OK, I promise. I’m not letting anything steal me away from my Goddess and my seeds.
    “Do you promise?” Xenia screamed out, as she heard the last sentence of his thoughts. Saint’s eyes watered up.
    “You heard me,” he said, shocked. It’s working. I can make her communicate with me through our thoughts if I touch her heart. This is now a two-way street .
    “Yes, it’s a two way street! Jesus, I can hear your thoughts, Saint!” she screamed as she buried her face in the pillow.
    His flesh throbbed inside her, and he couldn’t help moving. He stifled a curse. But her legs tightened around him and her body welcomed him – even now, upset as she was, she wanted him.
    “You could still tell me any ol’ thing, though. I don’t know if anything you’re saying or thinking right now is even true.”
    “Listen to me.” Saint gently clasped her chin and turned her face back towards him so he could look into her eyes. “Listen to me, Xenia.”
    He watched her suck her quivering, bottom lip.
    “Baby, please have a little faith. I can’t let George go there by himself. I will probably have to go more than once but I promise you, I’m coming back in one piece. I would never risk not having my family. I love you so much, girl. Come on now.”
    Xenia held onto him tighter as her body started to climax. Saint continued to make love to her.
    “You better,” she murmured as her body finally relaxed.
    “I will.” Saint removed his hand slowly from her heart and kissed the side of her face. He dropped his head between her breasts, closed his eyes and increased his speed, grinding, humping and thrusting until he came inside her. He grunted deeply and exhaled a loud breath.
    “You’re crazy if you think I’m going to let something happen to me and miss all of this good lovin’. You think I’d let you give my pussy to someone else? If I was dead, someone else would try to take my spot in your life. No fucking way.” he said possessively.
    I custom made this shit. I got it to fit me to a T. I made a perfect pussy better. That’s achieving the virtual impossible. I stamped my name on this pussy; I’ve got stocks and bonds up in this pussy. Hell…no. I ain’t going nowhere, baby .
    Saint smiled at his unholy thoughts.
    Nah, this mothafucka better beware of me. I will get his ass and come back home, kiss my children and fall asleep on my wife without skipping a mothafuckin’ beat…
     
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    “Welcome to Kansas City!” George joked as he and Saint sat in the seafood restaurant, “Great conference. Small crowd but that’s to be expected considering the fear factor right now. You did great,” George complimented Saint on his speech.
    “Thanks. I know they are scared out of their minds but I tried to just focus on the positives and not bring it up.” Saint looked around the restaurant. “There aren’t hardly any Black people here,” he said in amazement. “The interracial marriage rate here between Black women and white men is very low. Hell, between white women and Black men, too. I can’t believe this.”
    Saint picked up his glass of