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Victor’s PoVI couldn't believe the neighbors were accusing me of shooting the young lady. I didn't realize that I had gotten shot. Seeing the man with no regard for life, pulling that trigger, possibly killing that woman, did something to me. It was only a few minutes later that I felt something, like hot metal, searing a gaping hole through my flesh. But because of the adrenaline, along with vivid images that will be forever carved into my brain, of actually seeing that girl gunned down, kept me moving. Then seconds later, hearing three more rounds of gunshots go off. I had to run!In flight, I could see people behind cracked doors calling the police. All too many saw me in flight, running away from what turned out to be a horrific crime scene!By the skin of my teeth, I got out of there unnoticed. I dropped down to the ground next to someone's car, using their tires as coverage. I saw the bright searchlight aimed in my direction. The cops are swarming; I stay low to the ground, and
Dynasty returned to the bedroom with a tall, cold glass of water, only to find Victor fast asleep. She let out a huge sigh, smiling. ‘After all that exertion we just did, I guess he is tired. I wonder if it was too soon to give up so much energy? He had to be exhausted and couldn’t stay awake a minute longer. After all, he is still in recovery mode.’ She smiled, thinking. ‘It was the best lovemaking that two people could ever share.’She placed the cold glass of water on the nightstand for him later. She climbed her soft, nude body into bed next to him. Victor lovingly encircled his strong arm around her frame, as she nestled her face against his chest. Her months of morning dreams were a reality and far better than any fantasy could ever be.Dynasty felt empowered, free to explore what was in her heart. She placed her palm on his jaw, gazing at his peaceful face. She brought her lips to his; she felt her body melt against him, wanting him all over again. But she knew he needed his re
"You're so beautiful, inside and out," Victor told her. Dynasty's heart went wild as she thought of this man standing before her. She thought of all the possibilities ahead and didn’t want to be without him. Victor's mouth waters as his eyes take in their fill of her perfect body. "If you don't want to, just say no," Victor said sultrily."I...think..." She hesitated."That's not no."He gave her only a moment to respond before his mouth descended on her taut nipple, ravaging it between his teeth. Her only reply is a loud moan that fills his ears like a sweet song. Victor licks and sucks at one taut nipple, making hard and pebble up. Sending shivers down her body, she surrendered helplessly. His other hand squeezes the other firm tit that filled his large hand perfectly. When he's had his fill of the first one, he showers the other with the same attention. Hearing her soft groans and heavy breathing, surges of passion through his body, as he kisses down her flat stomach and toward he
Dynasty let out a sigh. ‘Thank goodness for the IV hindering him from touching me.” They needed to talk and make sense of what was going on here. Dynasty stood there in the kitchen feeling slightly embarrassed, but still aching for his hands to be all over her body. Dynasty paced back and forth nervously. Victor sat there feeling grateful for all she had done for him. He knew she saved his life because he could have bled to death. His heart was moved, and he wanted to show her his appreciation. The whole time he was unconcious, he thought of her in his subconscious, how he would hold and touch her, the way he did in his dreams. Filled with sexual frustration, Dynasty stood there in the kitchen wanting to ask Victor all kinds of questions about what had happened to him and his strange behavior since he returned home. When she looked up, to her surprise, he was standing in the doorway, with the sheet wrapped around his lower half."Did you see your pajama and robe I left for you on the
Dreams and fantasy helped keep her calm, but also contributed to her wishing to have things the way they were before this happened. Dynasty felt she could end up disappointed later. But some mornings, they only underlined her loneliness. Her deep thoughts were interrupted by his voice, which rumbled. Dynasty froze as her heart tried to take flight and leave her standing there, trembling. She didn't move; she listened.Victor was trying to sit up but struggling. She walked over to the edge of the wall and saw him straining to get up.."Wait, I'll help you."Victor stopped moving, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. He knew her voice somehow, but the familiarity of it... he couldn't work out or clearly remember. Resting on his elbow, he pressed his hand to his temple; he thought it was a dream. Dynasty hurried into the living room to his side, assisting him in sitting up."How are you feeling?" she asked softly.Victor closed his eyes for a few seconds, then opened them. "I feel weak but oka
Victor has been sleeping on the living room floor for two days without waking up. He hasn't been to the bathroom. Something wasn’t right. The narcotics she gave him for pain, she hopes, weren't to potent. Dynasty's eyes stretched. “What if he was captured and they drugged him and he escaped?” Each morning, her mind felt like it was going crazy trying to figure out what happened to him and why he didn’t know who she was when he attacked her. She got up another morning to check on him. Despite her own aching body from tussling with him, she resupplies his IV bag with pain and antibiotic medication for the wound. She examines his injured upper arm and forearm, cleaning and redressing it with fresh gauze.But with each passing day, a level of comfort came. The memory of him holding her close, her heart enjoyed it, and her body must have needed it because her brain held onto how wonderful it felt. Dynasty was reminded of her need for love and nurturing, and how much she missed Victor. D