The Devil You Know

“Heaven is overrated, you know.” “That’s impossible,” I replied. She laughed, flashing that coy smile of hers. We had been lovers for years, yet I never felt safe with her. Somehow I always feel alive. People spend their lives wanting to be wild, free, passionate; all the while trying to restrain themselves, to show how much control they posses. Others foolishly deprive themselves, but not her. She on the contrary, always overindulged. “And Hell is better?” Her eyes locked with mine as she straddled me. She shrugged, “it could be,” she said biting her bottom lip, “care to accompany me?”.

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