Rock n Roll Promises
Sneek Peek
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different position. Plastered
against the cool wall, he started anew from behind her. Reaching back, she
grabbed a hand full of his ass in each of hers. A loud deep moan sounded in her
ear when her long red nails dug in again.
His pace quickened. She felt it building, staring at her core once more. The heat from within her had him moving at an
Olympic speed. The room filled with the
sound of their moans and the thumping of the wall. Her hips in his hands, he moved faster and
faster. Heat and chills raced up and down her spine as her energy peeked. Another volcanic explosion and her body
stiffened with his, as the onslaught of the orgasm took over.
The bed screeched along the floor when she
followed his lead and her tired sweaty body crumpled onto the bed. Her head
rolled to the side as she looked at him. She noticed his body fashioned as much
sweat as hers. His eyes were closed and he rested his hands on his chest as he
tried to catch his breath. Holy cow that was the best sex I have ever had! His
whispered voice sounded next to her.
“How was that?”
“It was okay.” Actually, that was great, but let’s not feed
his ego too much. She almost laughed at the questioning and confused
expression that crossed his face.“Okay? I made you scream more than once I recall.”
“Yea, I was faking it for your sake. Didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”
“Oh really?”
“Really?"
“Huh, it didn’t feel faked to me. Your screams of pleasure were pretty convincing. I think you are lying.”
Chills ran the throughout her frame, when
he gently ran his fingers up and down her leg. She concentrated on keeping her
breathing even. She rolled her eyes his direction and placed a coy smile on her
face. “Guess you will be left with that
burning question.”
“And what question would that be?”
“Was I genuine, or did I fake it.” So, genuine, my cravings just may change. Whew, my heart is pounding.
“Guess there is only one way to find out. We will just have to do it again, only this time, see if you can keep from screaming out my name.”
“Funny, I don’t remember screaming out your name. Perhaps you were hearing things.”
“Oh no? Well you will this time around.”
Not…fair! Cheating…Soft brown hair, twisted and tangled in her hands, she wrapped
her legs around his neck as he started round two.
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Her heart pounded in her chest as she
frantically searched her naked body for injuries. She noted her body ached but she found
nothing. No cuts, no broken bones and certainly no holes or gashes to equal
that amount of blood loss. Her head popped up and she crossed the room to the
vanity and stared into the mirror. Her hair stuck to her head, her eyes still
puffy from sleep, and her skin looked a bit pale. She found it a second later.
Her heart and her breath stuck in throat. Her chest held in a tight grip of
fear. She leaned closer to her reflection to inspect the blood on her neck and
right shoulder. Her hands pulled and tugged at the skin, but no marks shown.
No evidence of a cause. She licked her fingers and ran it across the
stain upon her neck. It wiped clean away showing perfect undamaged skin. Afraid
and confused, her mind went into a tailspin as she tried to figure it out.
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“First let me say I’m very sorry for what I did. I never meant
for it to happen. I wasn’t planned.”
She looked him in the eye, and spoke harshly. “Just tell me
what happened so I can go home.”
(spoiler's name) quick movements caught her attention
and she glanced his direction. He buried his face in his hands and shook his
head. A second later, he ran his hands down his face, and threw his hair,
clearly disturbed. Oh God, this is bad. Her attention shot back to
the man in fornt of her. He watched his friend a moment, then back to her.
Confused and angry “What do you mean, stolen that life from
me?”
“Exactly what it sounds like. For you that life is over. In my
excitement I have given you a new life.”
“And against her will!” The other man in th room shouted.
“You are confusing me. Please just get on with it.”
Her mind and body seemed frozen place.
Anticipation, and not the good kind, overrode her fear. She wanted answers. As
her heart pounded in her chest, sweat beads erupted across her skin and nausea
tightened her stomach.
(Spoiler hidden~He explained the situation~)
Flashes of images from books and old movies played behind her
opened eyes. Mixing, twisting, and jumbling up into a mass confusion she
couldn’t work through. Too much information and yet at the same time not
enough. She looked at him, furrowing her brow.
“Not true…not real…not me…”
Her head bobbed back and forth, forcefully
when (name) grabbed her and tried to shake some sense into her. She glared
at him and pulled away, when she refocused her eyes. She felt completely numb
and moved on auto- pilot. “Don’t touch me.” She tried to pull away.
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Two hours until sunset…She stood with her back against the wall and stared at her
newly remodeled house. All that time and energy now wasted. Her kitchen
now darkening and somber, seemed to match her mood. With the help of her
friends, the cute Café table sat nestled along the far side of the kitchen, out
of the way, and the chairs carefully stacked against the wall. Her eyes turned
and lingered on the living room. All of her pretty wood and plush furniture
which once sat neatly sprawled around the room, now crammed into every corner. Where Maroon and Cream used to beautifully
mesh together and flow through the room, today looked as splotches on canvas
corners.
The glowing dark rays of the sunset
splashed the room through curtain-less windows.
Inhaling once, she took one last look, returned to the present and her
awaiting task. I am sure glad that I
have money, because I am sure all of my stuff is going to be destroyed. If we
all make it…it will be worth it.
She strode over to her stereo and clicked
the play button. Metallica’s Seek and Destroy wailed through the speakers.
Heading to her room, she let the music fuel her adrenaline. Time
to prepare for battle!
Through the bedroom door, she marched to her closet and flung
open the double doors. Her Black leather outfit felt smooth in her shaky hand.
She crossed the room, dropped the garment on her bed and pulled off her
clothes. She yanked the one-piece outfit
over her limbs and slowly pulled the zipper closed in the front. It fit as tightly as skin. The leather
squeaked a bit as she moved her arms and legs, testing for mobility. She
dropped onto the softness that was her bed and pulled on her tall black boots,
she had sitting under her nightstand. Dressed and ready she walked to the
bathroom, and put her hair in a loose ponytail.
Let the ass kickin' begin!
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