Wanting to feel his skin she attempted to undress him while they kissed and his hand moved over her body knowing exactly where to touch for the most pleasure. Giving up she just ripped his shirt open by the buttons. They went from slow soft touches to a frenzy of tongues, touches and gripping each other. Their hands fumbling together trying to get his pants off. Finally, they were both naked, picking her up he thrust into her as they fell back on the bed.
She couldn’t get him deep enough, she wanted to feel all of him, arching as much as she could it still wasn’t enough. Forcefully, she rolled over so that she was on top of him, taking everything he had, riding him until they both collapsed in release.
*
Jeremy sat in a dirty rundown motel room wondering how his life had changed so much. They knew everything now. Every name he’s ever used. The house he grew up in. His secret place where he kept his most precious pictures, his videos, his treasures. They were all gone now. He’d never see them again.
He felt like the little lost boy from so many years ago when his mother was willing to leave him with his asshole of a father. Having nowhere to turn, he was at a complete loss. Picking up a photo of Evie and Anthony he stared at it, trying to come up with some plan to make it all right again. Maybe she was the key. She seemed to make Anthony whole again, even after learning everything that had been done to him over the years. Maybe she can make me whole again. He put her photo down and picked up the cologne bottle knowing this was going to help him get close to her.
– CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE –
Evie woke up to the sun just starting to rise and an empty bed. Knowing she wasn’t going to be able to sleep she got up and went downstairs to get some coffee Anthony had already brewed. She wondered where he was and when she went out on the back porch, she could see him standing at the water’s edge. Taking a few gulps of coffee, she set the cup down on the railing and walked out to meet him. She stopped next to him and looked out over the ocean. The ocean was calm this morning, but she could see the clouds building quickly. Lexi’s grandmother used to come out here every morning and Evie knew why now. It was so peaceful.
Sighing, when Anthony moved around to wrap his arms around her waist she tilted her head back breathing in his scent she loved so much. She ran her hands down his arms like she always did to lace her fingers with his and stopped. She started to struggle. There was a scar. Looking down she saw the jagged width of it against the tan of his skin.
“I’ve got you now. I’m never letting go. I need you to change my luck,” he hissed in her ear.
Her thoughts were whirling as he picked her up and started moving towards the ocean. It had gone from calm to thrashing waves in just a matter of seconds. She tried screaming but between the waves, wind and the lack of air in her lungs from him squeezing her so hard she barely got anything out.
“He can’t have you. You’re mine. You’ll be my good luck charm. Everything is going to change now. I’ve got you.”
“No, let me go.” He had such a grip on her she couldn’t move. She tried kicking him but couldn’t get enough momentum to do any damage. Even when she did connect, it was like he didn’t even feel it. Reaching back with one hand she tried to pull at his hair. He had it cut short so there was nothing for her to grab onto.
Reaching down she tried to pry back his fingers succeeding in breaking one of them before he squeezed her so hard she felt her ribs starting to break. Gasping for air as they got deeper and deeper into the water she knew her time was running out. Forcing her down under the water, she frantically searched the bottom of the ocean for anything that could become a weapon.
Her fingers glanced over rocks but not able to grab one before he turned her in the water. Feeling him against her, she could feel how hard he was and it made her sick. The burning in her lungs was getting worse. She knew she didn’t have much longer. Trying to do anything she could, she made herself sink, hoping to either take him with her or get closer to the rocks.
Finally her hands found a rock pulling with all of her might it wouldn’t budge. The ringing in her ears was getting louder and she knew she was going to have to take a breath soon, and then it would all be over.
Moving to the next rock she was able to get a grip on it and with every last bit of energy she swung as hard as she could at what she thought was his head. The last of her breath left her lungs as they floated away from each other into blackness.
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