April Winters, now called Autumn Summers met The Head-Killer once. She's the sole survivor.
He escaped authorities. He wants his one and only back. He thinks there is only one way to drive her back into his arms. She needs to know he still wants her.
Dean is the agent assigned to this case. He needs to find a way to protect Autumn. He needs to find a way to stop The Head-Killer from wanting her, for he wants her himself.
It's going to be a crazy ride. Will Autumn and Dean come out on top? That's the question I'll leave you with.


18. Chapter 17

Chapter 17


- Autumn’s POV -


I woke up feeling very over heated. I looked around and saw that Dean had wrapped himself around me, like a little child hugging his mother. I looked at his face. He looked so at peace. So quiet without anything to worry him. Suddenly his eyes opened. He looked right into mine, a slow smile spread across his face.

"Hey, good morning, sleep well?" He asked in a husky and raspy morning voice. OMG so sexy!

"Hey, yeah." I said with a slight blush.

"How long have you been watching me for?" He asked. I blushed even harder at him saying that.

"Not that long." I responded way too quickly. He lifted his hand and trailed his fingers over my cheeks. I turned my face into his hand.

He placed both his hand beside my head and I turned on my back letting him hover above me. One of his legs between mine. He gazed in my eyes as I stared up at him. He closed the distance between his by pressing his lips to mine. Our soft kiss turned heated in a matter of seconds. His tongue gliding against my lips asking for entrance, which I granted. There wasn't even a fight for dominance; he had it as soon as he entered.

I circled my arms around his head, slowly pulling his hair to get him to be a little rougher. He complied with my silent request. He moved his hands around me, one pulled my hair to move my head back even more so he had easy access and the other moved to my breast. Leaving my calmness far down the road, I placed my nails in his back scratching him in pleasure as he slowly moved a thumb over my nipple, rolling it between his fingers. His hands slowly moved across my body. Finding every sweet spot I have. He played my body like it was an instrument he knew the very best. He knew me. He knew my body. I let out a long and slow moan. The low primitive sound was weird for me. I didn't know I could produce such sounds.

His fingers slid to my clit, touching it softly. I pushed him off me. He landed on his back, he looked at me with a question is his eyes. I moved on top of him. Slowly pressing kisses against his chest. I moved down his stomach further down to his manhood. I looked up with a question in my eyes. He nodded slightly in an answer.

I wrapped my hand around his manhood, feeling how soft it was, feeling the pulsating in it. I looked up and saw a strangled look on his face.

"Is it okay?" I asked him.

"Uhmpf yeah, too good." I smirked at his answer and moved my hand up and down. This drew a groan out of him. I smirked even more. It felt good that I could do that to him. As I moved my head down I saw his eyes get big.

"You don't have to-" He started saying, but he was cut off by me pressing a kiss to the head of his manhood. I licked the pearl of his tip and it actually tasted okay. It was a weird taste, but not too bad. I pressed another kiss on the tip of his penis. I had no clue what I was doing, but by the sounds of him he liked it.

I opened my mouth and slowly took him in. I heard a loud gasp he let out. I treated his penis like a lolly, that's what people always told me. Licking up the sides and taking it in my mouth slowly sucking on it.

He grabbed my head between his hands and pulled me up. He turned me on my back and moved his finger into me. He brought his finger to his mouth and licked my fluids of it. He placed himself in front of my entrance. He slowly pressed in. I was still a little sore from last night. The head of his penis went in with a soft pop.

"Oh god ah!" I heard a guy scream out. I looked over Dean's shoulder and saw Marcus keep his hand in front of his eyes.

"Argh! Fuck!" Dean screamed. He pulled out of me and grabbed his boxers. I quickly pulled the blankets around me, making sure they covered everything.

"Uh Hi." I said to Marcus.

"Hi. I was coming by to see if you were up to looking inside the box to see if you know the victim, as we know he's targeting more personal victims."

"Oh uh, yeah I'll come." I said with a blush.

"I'll leave you two to get dressed." Marcus said as he quickly left the room. The awkward tension didn't leave with him.

I blushed as I got out of bed with some help of Dean. He helped me get dressed and placed me on the chair. He quickly got dressed after me.

He placed a quick peck on my lips before helping me to his car. We drove all the way to Lauren in silence. We both didn't know how to react to what happened just now. As we arrived Marcus helped me out of the car and to Lauren's room, Dean went to park the car and he would come up a little later.

"Hey Autumn!" Lauren said as we entered.

"Hey Lau, what have you got for me to look at?"

"Here come take a look yourself." She said as she brought me to the box with help from Marcus. Dean was still not in the room.

I peeked into the box and saw a familiar face.

"Wait?! You don't know who that is?" I asked them.

"Should we know her?" Marcus asked me.

"Yeah! That's Leila, You know the daughter of the president?"

"Wait? You mean that's our first daughter?"


"Oh shit! Now we're fucked!"

"But how would this cause me to lose someone else?"

The door slammed in the wall.

"That's how." Marcus said.

"She was Dean's ex girlfriend. He once wanted to propose to her." He continued. I paled at the news.


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