Your All Isn't Good Enough💋🔫

Dreams

Waking up to the feel of someone playing with my hair. Meeting deep green eyes he pauses for a moment, only to begin once again.

"How long?"

"2 and a half weeks"

Nodding softly, I move from his touch. Going to take a shower, my legs wobble a little bit. But I make it to the bathroom. Starting the shower, removing my clothes. Stepping inside of the steamy goodness. I hear him before I can see him. He steps in the shower only bringing a pleasure vision from the dreadhead from my dream. My body shivers from the strong emotion.

"What's going through your mind?"

"My past"

He pauses for a moment

"You know I'm not letting you go"

He kisses my neck slowly

" Everything happens for a reason"

"I'm. Not. Letting. You. Go"

" I wouldn't count on it"

"So we have an agreement"

"We have nothing but the now"

His kisses stop

Deep green eyes bore into mine, like he's trying to catch something before it's gone.

Catching my lips before it can go any further. He lets me go washing every ounce of my body. I allow his this pleasure.

When we get out we both throw on comfy clothes. Walking out the room to the living room.

We're his brother sits. He looks me up and down. Lustful eyes following my every curve. Giving him a blank look. I see he has a limp in his step. Noticeing my smile. He glares at me.

" I don't know if I should kiss you for saving me, or beat your ass for shooting me"

"I told you not to touch me, I see I missed your dick. What a shame"

"Bitch don't get to cute. I'll beat your ass then make you suck this dick"

Giving him a grin then a hand motion of scissors that's snipping. Walking away to get me some food. Walking in the kitchen I'm met with Ace. The look he gives me I don't like. Pulling the gun out aiming it to his head. His face is blank but fear is present in his eyes. He has a light shake from his fingers. Smirking at him I put the gun down.

"What did I ever do to you?"

"What you talking about girl"

"Everything that's done in the dark soon or later comes to the bright light bright light"

I'm not hungry anymore, leaving the kitchen to bump in to Hispanic. He grabs my arm gently but I pull away. Going back to the room I grab a rolled blunt. Changing into a swimsuit. Lighting the blunt up as I make my way to the indoor pool.

Taking the last hit that I want, I dive in the calm blue water. Swimming for awhile I feel a movement in the water that's not mine. Seeing nothing but feeling hands on my waist. When the person emerges from the water. I think I'm dreaming again. Touching his face. Dreads are longer than the dream.

"Baby, I found you"

"I don't know who you are, but then I do"

"What you saying?"

His beautiful eyes bore into mine.

"I've lost my memory, but I see and feel your touch in my dreams. You and another man with beautiful long hair"