Dead Before Sunrise: Amber's Story (18 +) Mature content (sample)

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"Good morning. My sweetness," whispered Don.

"Good morning. I'm still tired from our workout," remarked Amber as she rubbed the back of a finger along Don's jowl line.

"You stay here. I'll get breakfast," said Don.

He pulled his pants on.

"You're not wearing anything else?" asked Amber.

"No," answered Don.

"What about Shirley?" questioned Amber.

"Let her eat her heart out," responded Don, Amber giggled at his words.

Soon Don came back with a tray filled full of food for them, but Amber had fallen back asleep. With a smile on his face, Don sat on the bed beside Amber. Slowly, he lowered the covers down her torso until he got just above her hairline. On an elbow, Don stared down on Amber's nude body then he let his hand travel along her chest. For a moment, Don stopped all movement. His eyes snapped toward Amber's face and stared at her. Don's head shook as he pushed the thought aside, then he maneuvered Amber's ample mounds. When Amber's eyes fluttered, Don's waist was placed between her thighs as they parted. While Don thrust within Amber's body, he gazed down at her beautiful face as her chin raised. A smile played across the full lips.

"I like that wake-up call," murmured Amber in a groggy tone.

"It was good," stated Don.

"Do I smell food?" asked Amber.

"Yes," answered Don.

As Amber rolled onto her side, Don watched her then questioned, "Does anybody know?"

After the question was out there, Don wished he could take it back due to the deadpan gaze that came.

"What?" asked Amber.

"I noticed it," answered Don.

"Don't say anything, there's only one other person. I want to keep it that way," demanded Amber.

As Amber's look went from a deadpan to an irritated one that made him backpedal a bit.

"As you wish. I didn't mean to get you upset," stammered Don.

"It's alright. I don't think people should know," declared Amber.

"Who's the other person?" questioned Don.

"Dr. Parker," responded Amber.

"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. I think you should tell," conveyed Don.

"Right now, no. They would worry. They would get hurt protecting me. We don't need that," maintained Amber.

"Sooner or later, they will find out your secret but not from me. I promise," said Don.

"You made me hungry. We need to feed the beast," snickered Amber.

"I'll give you some meat," retorted Don while a hand trapped her arms above her head.

"I feel that meat," smirked Amber as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Don's eyes roamed down from Amber's face until they held her breasts in his lust-filled site. He smiled because they were stimulated already. Don nibbled each nipple, and she groaned.

"You know you like this," uttered Don as he slammed into Amber.

As a result, Amber growled and turned her head slowly, then whimpered, "Fuck me hard."