Santana X Novels & Stories

" Ohh ... Uhh... Fuck! I'm Cumming. I ... Ohh shit! " I nearly gasp but held on. No Doubt, my roommate Keach is masturbating Right now. Great! That makes two of us. I walk away from the restroom where the moan is coming from then sat down on the chair that was at a corner. Finally Keach walk into the room. I turn around to take in her appearance. She is a beautiful blonde lady with long thin legs. So fair and smooth. Tattoos were drawn around her breast down to her arms. " Dahlia? " She asked with a grinned and I nodded. " Oh damn! Look how beautiful you are. Guys and girls will drool at your beauty. I'm Keach "

A streak of rust-colored light hit the windshield, and then— A sound. A slow guitar intro that pulled her back two decades before she could stop it. Then that voice—clear, aching, undeniable. “You could be my silver spring… blue-green colors flashing…” “Silver Springs.” Her hand froze on the dial. She hadn’t heard it since college—since cutoff shorts, bonfires, and singing into the wind with no one to impress but herself. Before worship sets replaced playlists. Before she started skipping songs that made her feel. Eden didn’t switch it off. She turned it up.