historical

Amy stirred awake in Zach's arms to realize he was walking. With her eyes closed, she wrapped her arms around his neck and breathed in his scent as she buried her face in the crook of his neck.

"We're home?" She whispered before letting out a soft sigh.

Zach's heart warmed up. "Yes, we're home. Did I wake you?"

"No, I felt you move", she said.

"You felt me move?" He repeated in clear amusement.

It took her a few seconds to catch onto the sexual context in the sentence and smacked his shoulder. He chuckled knowing she was blushing. Edmund was flabbergasted at the sight of the couple. He had never seen his master like this.

Even though he couldn't see the woman's face, he could tell she was beautiful. He held the door open for them. The lights automatically came on immediately Zach stepped into the room.

It was as big as her old house in West Village. It housed gray walls, black sleek furniture in the lounge, black sheets on the king size bed that he settled her on. It was so plushie and comfortable. He walked over to a wall which slid open. It was his walk in wardrobe, as big as her room.

Her bags had already been brought in. Zach stopped in front of them before he turned to his clothes. He took a polo shirt off a hanger and a pair of boxers and walked over.

"They'll set up your clothes tomorrow", he said as gave her the clothes.

"I'm lazy", she gave him a daring gaze as a sly smile played on her lips.

Zach's gaze darkened. This woman, did she know what she was asking for? But he remembered the doctor's orders and decided to fight through the temptation.

He peeled away the blanket before moving to undo the zip behind her back. He stood as though he was hugging her. She could feel his warm breath at the nape of her neck before his fingers glazed her bare skin as he run down the zip. She shivered under his touch.

He slid down the dress to her waist only to realize she was not wearing a bra. He was taken by the size of her titties. They were growing big and their peaks hardened under his watch. Amy felt like he was touching her with just his gaze. Her chest rose and fell as her breathing quickened.

He pushed her down to have her lie on her back. With much difficult, he peeled away his gaze from her breasts and continued to remove the dress down to her feet. His gaze fell on her lace underwear. His junior hardened at the sight of the wet patch.

Amy was staring at the ceiling feeling conscious as she was practically naked. She felt him start help her put on the boxer.

"I never wear undies to bed", she managed to say.

Zach took in a deep breath and willed a strong mental fortitude before moving in to perform the great task. He hooked a finger each on sides of the underwear and began to drag it down. She moved her legs to help him discard it. She was completely naked.

Amy didn't dare look at him. Her heart was close to beating out of her chest. She didn't know what he was thinking. Her body was not the same anymore for obvious reasons. Maybe she shouldn't have asked this of him. She started to feel embarrassed. It was true she felt lazy but she should have changed on her own.

She moved to get up when she felt strong hands part her legs wide apart. She laid back down and a surprised squeal escaped her mouth when she felt his soft lips press against her moist slit.

"Ooh!" She breathed out and quickly cupped her mouth.

He held her legs in place as he let out his warm tongue and slowly parted her folds with it.

"Ah!" She gasped out a moan as she clutched the sheets.

A pleasurable shiver went down her spine when she felt his tongue make contact with her clit. He latched onto her now erect nub and started to suck on it. The pleasure made her toes curl and she bit the inside of her hand that cupped her mouth.

"Zachery", she whispered in a strained voice.

She could feel her sculp go numb from the pleasure.

"Ah!" She cried out as she grabbed his hair when he bit her inciting a growl from him.

He replaced his biting with licking and sucking, soothing the pain. He licked away her wetness and kissed the inside of her thigh, dangerously close to her warm cave. He moved up to face her.

"Why....?" She searched his eyes, failing to finish her sentence as she tried to steady her breathing.

"That was punishment for testing me", he growled. 'but I got carried away', he wanted to add but simply chuckled.

She smacked his shoulder in annoyance and turned her face to the side. He cupped her cheek and caressed it with his thumb.

"One more week and you can have it whenever and however you want. I promise", he said. Amy smiled as she blushed fully understanding what he meant and he smiled back. "Now let me finish dressing you up. Tomorrow is a big day."

The next day was indeed a big day. Amy felt giddy thinking about what was to come. Someone was in for a surprise. Zach left her in bed to shower before he came back to join her in his boxers. He spooned her and caressed her stomach as she sung to their little one.

The next day....

"Antonio Rodriguez!" A deep voice shouted in a harsh tone.

The said man was startled awake in his seat to find himself cuffed to a table. Two men in smart casual sat opposite him; one with brown hair falling to his cheeks while the other had short blonde hair. He looked around to find himself in a square room. He was quick to realize it was an interrogation room.

"Why-?" He hissed when he felt the wound on his lips split open. His face was still swollen and bruised badly. "Why am I here?"

"You were brought in under the case of theft", the brown hair one said with a cross of his arms against his chest.

"But I didn't steal anything."

"Oh! But there was a lot you stole", the blond one said barely suppressing his anger. "Innocent lives."

"I don't know what you're talking about", Antonio feigned ignorance.

Nobody ever knew of his misdeeds so and he always had an alibi for everything he did. They were bound to give up. The police were like that.

The two men exchanged a glance and started laughing. Antonio immediately became uncomfortable with this. Was he missing something?

Bam! One picture after the other were slammed on the table before him by the brown haired one. Antonio's eyes grew wide in horror when he recognized himself caught in the middle of mercilessly ending his victims.

"Photo evidence! Video surveillance evidence! And on top of that, forensic evidence!" The brown haired one barked at him. "Yes, we retrieved all the bodies you buried in the different locations you discarded them."

"This...." He picked up a picture and stared at it in disbelief.

"The game is over Mr. Rodriguez", the blond one said with a sly smirk.

"You didn't think this day would come, did you? Well, someone is always watching, always", the brown haired one leaned back into his seat.

Antonio slammed the picture onto the table and glared at them with his bruised eyes. "You can't hold me here illegally! You need an arrest warrant."

If they released him, he could-

"Are you looking down on the FBI? We acquired that two nights ago", the blond one said.

Wasn't that when he broke into that house in West Village? And F.B.I? Wait, two nights ago? Had he been kept here all this while? How was he kept unconscious until now?

"We have everything we need on you, Viper", the blond one said.

Antonio felt his heart drop to the pit of his stomach. With all the crimes he had committed, was his prouncement as good as a death sentence? Just who had he offended? This was the end for him.....

Meanwhile, Zach felt a headache coming on. He could hear familiar footsteps rushing up to his room while they said his full name. Amy woke up to the same sound.

"What's going on?" She asked while rubbing her eyes.

He hesitated before saying something that would throw her in a fit of nerves.

"My mother is here...."