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    Dead Souls

     

    She started building the fire. Kissing rough…hungry. I pulled away from her and I turn ed her over so I was on top. Her naked body squirming under me. I was so hot for her but I kept the feel in check. I kissed her throat, licked her nipples. I kissed her stomach, and then I turned her on her side. And I kissed her back, those scars from that far away place, I kissed them as well. I told her in her ear to lie back against me. Her back pressed against me as I kissed her neck, her ears licking the sweat from her neck. She is moaning in a desperate way for me to fuck her. She wanted me so badly inside her. But I did nothing other than kiss her. I told her in her soft my voice barely a whisper…

     

    “The thing is. Is that control for me is just a word. A word that you can make mean anything. You control me with your heat. That wet feel from you. You control me with your smile, your lips. The feel of your kisses. your tongue. And I am sure that I can control you…like right now you want my mouth hot on you…you want me to slip my tongue into you as far as I can go…you want me  to bite your clit till you scream…don’t you?”

      

    “Shane…please…”

      

    “Please what?”

      

    “Please…do it…all of it …’

     

    And I did. I slipped my fingers in her, her arm reached back to hold my neck. It was a different feel of her that way. She felt warmer tighter. When she came it was hard for her to not yell out. It was amazing to feel her complete loss of control. I kissed her till she was still. The only thing you could hear in the room was her heavy breaths. I slid my fingers out of her and she turned over to face me. We kissed…soft loving. She told me that she loved me, that she loved me since she first saw me.

     

     

    I look at the picture. I look over to Mark’s nightstand. I see my gun. I picture the bullet. My name written on it. It’s so easy. I pull the trigger and this is all over…but the gun stays where it is. And it’s now that I cry. The tears leaking down my face. I blink them away wanting to choke them down but it hurts. And I cry till I feel nothing at all…

    Comments

    1. And you were not even sure whether you should post this or not??? Are you insane? This is FANTASTIC!!!! I love your writing style, I love the story and very happy your continuing with it! Please update soon, I can’t wait for more!

    2. OOhh so amazing!! I really thought I had read the last of this story, but you have no idea how happy I am that I haven’t!!! In my opinion, this is THE best fic I’ve ever read about these two. I love it!! And you totally made my day.

    3. Gotta agree w/ Bigprisc let Carmen live, witness protection or somethin’. Glad you’re continuing this. I know whatever you have in store will be worth the read.

    4. Yeah, you can bring Carmen back from the dead [switches to uber-geek-mode] like that X-Files episode where that guy was a walking, talking tumor and he could just grow another body that could be killed to escape the feds. You know the episode, right? [switches back to average-geek-mode] I’m kidding, that would just not fit into this story at all (but witness protection, as 2BMe mentioned, sounds plausible). Anywho, the story is great. I’ll be honest, it has a different feel to it, knowing that Carmen is dead, but it’s still awesome. I, too, would like to thank alkaline for encouraging New Dawn Fades to post, because NDF can rock a mean story, and it would have been a shame if it had stayed hidden in some laptop. Thanks to you both.

    5. Oh my god! This is fantastic… I hope you don’t make Shane fuck Bette though… It is just wrong. I hope miraculously, Carmen appears from the dead or something… Please… you know like something from one of those weird ass movies… Thanks for this.

    6. Well fuck me sideways…This is all because of me? That made me so unbelievebly happy to hear…I’m also really excited that you decided to continue this story, because I love it. You are my favorite writer, so please don’t ever hesitate to post anything, ever, because it’s pretty much guarunteed that I will love it. I also figure that I should ask for some more NC-17 stories because maybe this request will make you write another amazing fic like this one. And to everyone who reads this story, there’s no need to thank me…

    7. YAY YOU’RE BACK! I express my happiness in a little jig *does happy jig* i’m looking forward to the rest of this saga you’ve conjured up (did i spell that right?) good job right off the bat keep it coming…

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