Chapter 10: Cum to Mama
"Mom!"
I'm buried deep inside her, my fingers digging into her wrists as I pin them against the mattress. Her white hair spills across the sheets like spilled milk, and with each thrust, she moans my name in that voice that's haunted me for years.
"Harder, Gabriel," Mom begs, her voice a breathless plea that sends electricity down my spine. "Don't hold back. I've waited so long for this."
I flip her over, positioning her on all fours, her perfect ass raised toward me. She looks back over her shoulder, those loving blue eyes half-lidded with desire. My hands find her hips, fingers pressing into the soft flesh hard enough to leave marks. I want to mark her, to claim her, to make her understand that she belongs to me now.
"I love you, Mom," I groan as I thrust back inside her, the heat of her enveloping me like a fist. "I love you so much."
The words feel right here. The rhythm of our bodies moving together is perfect, practiced, like we've been lovers for centuries instead of just these few stolen moments.
"Oh my," she purrs, reaching back to grab my thigh, pulling me deeper inside her. "You're already so hard."
The comment strikes me as odd. Already? We've been going at it for what feels like hours. My pace falters as confusion cuts through the haze of pleasure.
"What?" I mutter, the world starting to fray at the edges.
Something's not right. The bed feels different beneath my knees. The air on my skin is cooler than it should be. Mom's body, so solid and real a moment ago, seems to be dissolving like mist at dawn.
I open my eyes.