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“I want to take care of you. Your turn.”
“You do?” She coyly laughs as she strokes my limp cock. I laugh but I really do want to care for Amelia.I want her as my wife and all the responsibilities that go with it. “I like to watch sunrises.” She’s getting super comfy in my arms.
“Amelia?”
“Hmm.” She stretches and snuggles against me.
“Are you ready to sleep?” She doesn’t say anything. I grin. I don’t even hear the music playing when we’re together; I turn the volume down a tad before I kill the light.
* * *
“Amelia,”I call her, but she doesn’t answer. The emptiness in the pit of my stomach is almost unbearable. I’ve not been able to reach her all day. I walk to my window and look at the ants scattering below, she’s out there … somewhere.
Gerry graces my office, wearing black.“What the hell are you wearing?” I snap. My color wheel is ash. I try calling her again, but her phone goes to voicemail.
“Problems on the home front Mr. Starks?” I look at my assistant, he’s cold, distant.
Everything in my world is changing. She’s gone. My color wheel is gone. She’s my purpose. I’ve got to find her. Even Steve is bleak, my Bentley doesn’t have the same pizzazz it once hand. I find it unappealing. I see her naked body everywhere in the back. Her scent is overloading my mind, but I can’t touch her nor feel her in me anymore. She’s gone.
I have Steve take me to Libation. She loves to move her body. Toni hasn’t seen her. What the fuck? I call her again, still she doesn’t answer. We’ve never had an argument. I’m so confused.
I return to our penthouse. It’s modern, white and cold. The warmth of those sapphires has burned out. I can feel the emptiness before I swipe the key; she’s not home. I walk inside. My feet crunch on glass. What the fuck? Our place is always immaculate. I flip the switch and I’m standing in broken glass and water. The aroma of flowers fill my senses. I look around, her Gucci purse and phone are on the counter.
Something terrible has happened, my vixen has been stolen from me. I see a wet card, stooping I pick it up, the ink is intact enough to read:‘I told you divorce isn’t an option.’Aw, fucking hell, Eric. He’s collected his wife!
I don’t see any lights on at the B and B. I don’t even see a car in the lot. I have no idea where to begin looking. The police are looking now. Steve and Toni are on it. I can’t sit back and do nothing.
My phone buzzes, and Steve’s face appears on the screen.“Tell me something,” I bark getting back into my car. They found something. I’m on my way. He wouldn’t tell me shit. I hate this. I can’t feel her. She’s in a slummy warehouse. He had tied her up and I can’t even process what I see. The paramedics are already on the scene. My heart is lurched out and burned. He’s laying there bleeding out, unconscious. Toni shot him. Toni and Steve try to pull me outside, but I won’t leave. I’ve got to be here, she’s here.
They’re yanking me, but I’m too fucking strong for them to move. I see the paramedic take a sheet, what the fuck? She’s being covered. I can’t breathe, my world has crashed. Utterly crashed and burned. I am dead.
* * *
I lurch up. “Amelia,”I scream. My heart is pounding and I feel sick. I think I’m going to die in my skin. I feel clammy, trying to catch my breath.
“Hey.” I feel her soothing hands run up my chest. “I’m right here.” She has the most beautiful sleepy voice. “Shhh.” She kisses my chest. “It was just a dream.”
“A fucking nightmare.” I relax back down, pulling her tighter. I need to hold her.
“Your heart is pounding,” she whispers against my chest. I close my eyes, stroking her beautiful hair. Thank god it was a dream. She completes my world. She kisses my chest more, tickling her fingers over my dips … tracing my six pack.
I roll us, readjusting my hip and legs between hers. I can feel her sex—hot— against me as she wraps her legs around my lower back. She’s hugging and kissing me, making my cock rock hard. I grab my cock and stroke her slit with the head of it. She’s slick from her wetness and my cum bead.
“Damn you feel good,” I growl, sliding deep into her. We’re rocking in a slow lovemaking motion.
She’s whimpering, wrapped all around me like a present. She likes this. She’s flexing her legs, pushing me deeper. I’m quiet watching her, stroking her. I love being this way with her.
Amelia runs her hands over my hard jaw, lacing her fingers through my hair. She tugs my mouth down towards her, covering my lips in an open-mouth kiss, her tongue dipping and sucking. She’s whimpering and quivering beneath me; her toes are curling. Her sex is tightening and pulling me deeper into her. I keep rocking that sweet love motion into her. She’s thrusting against me, driving me insane. Her fingers are cinching tight in my hair … she’s holding her breath. I grin as her silk floods over my impressive cock. I keep kissing her.
The whimpers and moaning this time are mine … she unravels me. I explode into her, kissing her neck. She tosses her head back, grinding harder against me.
My cock is pulsating, buried deep inside of her. “There is nowhere else on earth I would rather be than buried in you, Amelia,” I growl kissing down her neck.
“Good because there is nothing I like more than feeling you inside of me, Mr. Starks.” I laugh softly, cuddling deep into her neck. We doze back off to sleep, my cock still buried deep.
* * *
I wakeup a few minutes before the sun rises. I look at her, her bruised tits exposed against me. “Fuck.” I rake my fingers through my hair, shifting our bodies.
