Dead Before Sunrise: Amber's Story (18 +) M.C. (Sample)

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Aidan walked nonchalantly in the hallway as the commotion grew louder. When the sounds became frantic, Aidan sprinted up the stairs and busted through the door. People ran around grabbing weapons.

“What’s up?” questioned Aidan.

“We’ve got intruders at the gates,” answered Alexandria.

“I’ll help. Emilie. Jessica. You two go into the basement with Amber,” ordered Aidan.

They rushed toward the front door with their weapons in hand. Joseph abruptly stopped everyone.

“Missy. Jake. You stay inside the house. Alex, Derrick, and Davis stay on the porch with rifles. The rest will go to the gates except Ray and Shirley,” ordered Joseph.

When all components are in play, the rest of the group approached the gates. Joseph smiled at the faces.

“Need a place to stay?” asked Joseph.

“Yes. Amber told us to come,” stated the blockade soldier.

“You brought people,” commented Joseph.

“Welcome all,” said Aidan as they put the code in the gates control.

“Thank you,” responded the soldier.

“Can any of you be helpful?” questioned Joseph.

“I know how to can, make butter, cheese, and pickling,” replied a woman.

“Good. The soldiers will be for protection,” conveyed Joseph.

“Let’s go eat,” related Aidan.

“It’s the soldiers at the department store and blockade,” reported Davis.

“Don’t relax just yet,” commanded Alexandria.

“Alright,” said Davis and Derrick.

“All clear,” conveyed Joseph.

The group walked inside the house. Immediately, Aidan pulled the soldier to the side and directed him toward the basement.

“You’re the soldier that helped Amber when she got bit?” asked Aidan.

“Yes. I was,” answered the soldier.

“Good. I can confide in you,” stated Aidan.

“What about?” probed the soldier.

“Amber. What is your name?” requested Aidan.

“My name is Don Jacobs. Tell me about Amber,” replied Don.

“She had a reaction to the bites. She is resting from the virus systems,” reported Aidan.

“Bites. She only had one bite. What happened?” expressed Don.

“When they came and got me,” responded Aidan.

“How?” probed Don.

“She was attacked by a zombie outside the bar. We believe the bar zombie was an elite,” answered Aidan.

“What do you mean?” inquired Don.

“He forced Amber. He was stronger and smarter than the rest,” remarked Aidan.

“She’s getting better?” asked Don.

“Yes. The virus is a part of Amber. She will have side effects,” related Aidan.

“Side effects. What kind of side effects?” investigated Don.

“She wants men, but she’s trying to fight it,” answered Aidan.

“Wants men. Sexually? Wow,” questioned Don.

“Yes. Dr. Parker took advantage of this fact,” replied Aidan.

“He had s*x with her while she didn’t have the strength to fight the virus or him,” said Don.

“Yes. I need help watching him because I believe he’s keeping her asleep,” declared Aidan.

“If it’s true, it’s for s*x,” expressed Don.

“I don’t know what he’s capable of,” reported Aidan.

“I will help you,” commented Don.

“Thank you. It’s been hard on me,” stated Aidan.

When Aidan opened the door, Don stopped at the site of the hump on the bed. A far cry from the strong woman at the blockade. Don carefully stepped toward the lump on the bed and uncovered her face. A tiny smile, along with a slit of her eyes, shone to him.

“Hello again,” whispered Amber.

“Hello,” said Don as he kneeled beside her, where they’re face to face.

“Are you helping Aidan? I’ve been a pain in his side,” joked Amber with a smile.

After Amber backed up, Don sat on the bed beside her. Don brushed the hair away from her face.

“A pain, I hear you. I heard you’ve had a time,” remarked Don.

“Just a little bit,” retorted Amber while she held two fingers apart about an inch.

“Funny. How are you?” asked Don.

“Getting better slowly,” responded Amber.

“Good. Aidan is getting food. Aidan, me, and my men will be watching over you from now on. I know about the doctor,” related Don.

“Thank you,” replied Amber.

“I’ll raise your bed,” conveyed Don.

As the bed rose, Amber’s blankets slid off her torso. Amber made a feeble attempt for the covers, but her weakened state kept them off. When Amber’s naked chest was exposed except where her arm was, Don immediately stopped.

“I’m sorry,” stammered Don as his eyes shot up toward the ceiling.

“Sorry, he keeps me naked. Thank you,” said Amber.

“Do you need help with the blankets?” questioned Don.

“Please. What do I call you?” requested Amber.

“I didn’t tell you, have I. My name is Don Jacobs,” answered Don as he covered Amber’s breasts.

Right after Don finished covering Amber’s breasts, Dr. Parker walked into the room then stared at them.

“What are you doing in here?” probed Dr. Parker.

“I’m one of Amber’s caregivers,” responded Don.

“Oh. Why? How many are there?” questioned Dr. Parker.

“We want to help. There will be five soldiers, including Aidan and me,” replied Don.

“Oh,” said Dr. Parker.

Soon Aidan and Emilie walked inside the room with several trays of food then he announced, “Breakfast. We have a gallon of orange juice.”

More soldiers walked in behind them. They stood behind Don, Aidan, and Emilie as they watched the situation played out in front of them.

As the people stood and stared, Amber chuckled at the situation.

“Thank you all for the help,” commented Amber.

“Anytime,” remarked Aidan.

“You saved us,” expressed Emilie.

“I did have help,” verbalized Amber.

“We are ecstatic for you and your help,” stated Aidan.

While Aidan had talked, he slid the television table for Amber’s food and drinks as she watched him work. Amber’s eyes gazed at all the food that was displayed out in front of her and smiled. When Amber’s stomach made its hunger be known. Amber’s gaze fell on Aidan’s face, and he laughed, then she smiled.

“I’m just a little hungry,” retorted Amber.

“I would say so,” said Aidan.

“After you eat, you need to take your medicine,” ordered Dr. Parker as he placed a plastic cup with pills inside it.

“I hate taking medicine,” declared Amber.

“It will help you get better,” articulated Dr. Parker as his fingers touched her hand.

“Man, this sucks,” whispered Amber.

“Sorry,” commented Dr. Parker, then he exited the room.

“I’m famished. I’m ready to silence my stomachs, complaining,” remarked Amber.

When Amber glanced up from her food, she saw the soldier’s horrified looks at the sight of her, then she continued, “I forgot about the blue tint in my eyes. Don’t worry, I won’t bite you unless you want me to. A side effect of the virus.”

“Funny Amber,” declared Don.

“I try,” verbalized Amber.

“Everyone needs to leave the room except for Don and me. We need Amber to eat,” demanded Aidan.

“Eat up,” expressed Don.

“I will need help after we eat,” requested Amber.

“What for?” questioned Don.

“I want a bathroom. I’m tired of that bedpan,” revealed Amber.

“Alright,” answered Don.

After they were done eating, Aidan carried the empty dishes, then departed the room and headed upstairs. With a small bashful grin, Don watched Amber as her legs swung off the bed. Amber gave him a smile.

Amber held her hands out toward Don and giggled, “Hold me.”

After Amber positioned the sheet, Don picked her up with ease. He walked toward the bathroom. When Don stepped inside the restroom, he placed Amber on the floor. Instantly Don left the room and waited.

“I’m done,” revealed Amber.

After Don walked back inside, he said, “Alright. Let’s get you back.”

With ease, Don picked Amber up but didn’t notice his foot on the sheet. Amber’s breasts were revealed.

“I’m sorry,” uttered Don.

“You have an act with getting a look at my breasts,” conveyed Amber.

“Ummm,” stammered Don.

“I’ll pull the sheet up if you get off it,” stated Amber.

“Yes,” acknowledged Don.

“Thank you,” expressed Amber after she pulled the sheet up, and he ambled effortlessly as if she weighed nothing.

“There you go,” related Don as he sat Amber on the bed’s edge.

“I appreciate what you’ve done already,” disclosed Amber.

“It’s no problem. I don’t mind doing it,” revealed Don.

“I haven’t done much, and I’m already tired,” verbalized Amber.

“That doesn’t sound good,” remarked Don.

“No. It doesn’t, but maybe it’s my condition,” assumed Amber.

“Will you need more of my assistance?” asked Don.

“You can be my body heat. At least until I fall asleep,” replied Amber.

“Very well,” responded Don.

“It’s best if you’re in your underwear. I’m sorry,” said Amber.

“Alright. Don’t worry. It could be worse,” related Don.

“True. I still feel bad for you,” whispered Amber.

“It isn’t that bad,” stated Don as his warm body touched Amber’s cold body, and his arms brushed against her bare flesh, then he engulfed her in them.

“You need to be wary of Shirley. She can’t be trusted,” murmured Amber while sleep enveloped her mind and body.

“I will heed the warning,” expressed Don.

After Amber was entirely asleep, Don nestled his chin against her head as his eyes grew heavy. While sleeping, Don’s hand cupped an ample breast out of habit when he had someone by him.

Don woke to Dr. Parker shaking him, then he said, “I need to take Amber’s temperature then check her heart rate and respiratory.”

“Okay. Want me to move?” questioned Don.

Immediately Don looked at Amber, then he realized his hand was on her breast and slid it away.

“Yes,” answered Dr. Parker.

After Don moved out of the way, Dr. Parker rolled Amber onto her back then pulled her blankets down. While Dr. Parker’s fingers wrapped around Amber’s wrist, the stethoscope went against her chest. As Dr. Parker fingers held the diaphragm in the palm of his hand, he rubbed against her mound.

“Are you done?” questioned Don as he eyed Dr. Parker.

“Yes. She’s still a little cool. Other than that, she’s doing well,” answered Dr. Parker while he stared at Don, his finger ran over an erect mound.

“Why is she still sleeping so much?” probed Don.

“Her body needs the rest as she fights the Virus-Z313 off,” related Dr. Parker.

“Alright. I’ll lay back beside her,” conveyed Don.

Don’s hand went on Amber’s waist then whispered, “Roll over, Amber. Let me in the bed.”

Out of habit, Amber’s arm raised then Don’s limb intertwined around her torso and arm. Amber’s body snuggled against his. After they both settled, Amber’s fingers found his hand then held it in a death grip between her breasts and legs curled up.

Within the next few days, Amber was never left alone with Dr. Parker. When Don woke beside Amber, his hand would be either on a breast or beside one.

On a warm morning, Don laid beside Amber with a hand over a breast. Don brushed Amber’s hair away from her face. His eyes roamed over her body.

“I wish you were aware of your surroundings. I want to be with you,” whispered Don, his lips brushed gently against her warm cheek.

After the sweet kiss, Amber’s hand rubbed Don’s hand on her breast. Amber thrust her chest toward the hand. Without hesitation, Amber rubbed her buttocks against Don’s groin. While Amber’s body reacted, Don’s body responded. Amber turned over as her legs parted her fingers slithered Don’s hand down her body and a moan escaped her lips. With the ferocity of a lovesick beast, Amber pulled his face down then devoured Don’s mouth. He returned the intense kiss. While his fingers were between Amber’s shapely thighs, Don felt her urgency. As they kissed, Amber’s hand slid down Don’s rippled stomach. Her fingers slithered around his underwear and found his hard maleness. His manhood was teased further into a dance of its own, Don moaned. As Amber’s other hand moved Don’s free hand until it found an erect peak. Amber ran his fingers over the n****e. As if Don’s body parts had a mind of their own, the fuel that made them move was the thrill of pleasure. When Don’s mouth relocated away from her lips, Amber moaned. Don’s lips and tongue tantalized each n****e. Amber’s hips swayed for the rapid pressure on her c**t from his fingers.

The moment Amber’s tantalized flesh wasn’t satisfied, her hand shoved Don’s head down with immense strength. When Amber was answered, it came with a rough and vigorous tongue on her already aroused c**t. While Don’s tongue and mouth teased Amber’s c**t, his finger pinched then twisted her erect n*****s. After Don tasted Amber’s released fluids, his head raised, and he crawled between her thighs. Once Don’s manhood felt Amber’s secretions, his eyes found her cracked blue hazed covered eyes. Amber’s eyes stared at Don, then he abruptly stopped. Don’s head collapsed forward as he took in a deep breath of air. The moment Don raised from between Amber’s legs, he stood beside the bed and stared at the naked woman then closed his eyes. The minute Don closed his eyes, he controlled his breathing. Don put his pants on and left the room.

“Are you alright?” asked Shirley.

“Yes. I got hot,” answered Don.

“Amber’s surprise is ready for when she wakes up,” revealed Shirley.

As Shirley noticed Don’s bare chest. She scanned over it, then smiled.

“Alright. I’ll wake her up,” commented Don.

“Anything you want, I can and will give it to you. Just let me know,” expressed Shirley flirtatiously.

As Shirley spoke, her hand rubbed up and down Don’s powerful chest. Instantly Shirley’s fingers advanced southward. He immediately held her hand in a vice grip.

“No,” declared Don.

“You never know unless you try,” whispered Shirley as she slid her fingers in Don’s underwear.

“I know what I want,” countered Don.

“I’m going upstairs, but I’ll leave you with this note, the offer stands,” declared Shirley while her hand was around his hard flesh.

“Good. Go,” conveyed Don.

Slowly Don turned the knob as his mind raced back on the nude body of Amber. Don closed his eyes and collected his mind with a deep inhale. After Don managed himself, he shoved the door and entered the room. Within a few strides, Don stood by the bed. With eyes filled by Amber’s bare chest. It wasn’t long before Don noticed Amber’s eyes on him.

“I thought you were asleep,” remarked Don.

“No,” said Amber.

“We’re supposed to go upstairs,” reported Don.

“Alright,” uttered Amber.

Amber threw the blankets aside and showed all her glory for him to see then continued, “I’m sorry for earlier. I still have trouble controlling myself when I smell something good.”

“It’s alright. I could be blamed for it also,” related Don.

“Help me get dressed, please,” requested Amber.

Immediately Don stepped forward. He grabbed a tank top then slid it over the injured arm and shoulder. When it was far enough on that arm, Amber positioned the other inside the arm-hole. After Amber stood, Don placed shorts in front of her while he was squatted on his knees. Don slid them up Amber’s legs as his eyes kept darting at her body even though he fought the temptation. Before Don stood up, Amber’s hand rested on his head. Don looked up at her face. Amber smiled at him.

“Thank you,” whispered Amber.

“You’re welcome. Do you need anything else?” asked Don.

After Amber snickered, the word came out, “Anything.”

“Yes. Anything,” responded Don.

“Nice offer. I’ll let you know later. We should get upstairs,” conveyed Amber.

“Let’s go slow,” said Don.

When they left the basement, Amber held onto Don’s arm as he held her waist, they slowly walked up the stairs.

“You’ve been helpful,” commented Amber.

“I try,” remarked Don.

As they went through the door’s portal, the group exclaimed, Happy Easter!”

“Oh, my gosh. You did this for me. Thank you,” stated Amber as her eyes roamed over the decorations.

“We wanted you to have an Easter,” related Jessica.

“Thank you. This helps,” expressed Amber.

“You sit down, and we’ll bring you food drinks,” disclosed Jessica.

“We have french toast with maple syrup, strawberries, and an omelet. The drinks we gave you are orange juice and chocolate milk,” reported Jessica.

“Sounds great,” replied Amber.

“You need your full health back,” declared Jessica.

“Am I by myself, or will people join me?” asked Amber.

“Don will be with you,” responded Jessica.

While they walked away, Amber switched the television on as she hoped for an update on the zombie situation. Soon after, Amber turned the TV on the broadcast was interrupted by a news report.

“This is anchorman Niles Jeeves reporting live. We’re sorry to interrupt your regular broadcasting program. We have an update on the zombie virus epidemic,” reported Niles.

“We have reports about London, Anchorage, Sydney, and Honolulu from our two reporters, Jennifer and Colin,” revealed Elizabeth.

“And now to Jennifer about London and Sydney,” articulated Niles.

“England and Australia were lucky compared to the United States. They launched their attack early enough in America to give us a warning,” answered Jennifer.

“Is the zombie virus epidemic there under control or eradicated?” probed Niles.

“The epidemic is eradicated here in England. Australia has its epidemic under control and on the brink of eradication,” replied Jennifer.

“That is good news,” declared Niles.

“Yes, it is. I wish you the best in your hour of need. Now back to you, Niles. Good-bye and good luck,” conveyed Jennifer.

“Thank you, Jennifer. I wish the best for you likewise,” said Niles.

“We will let our correspondent in Honolulu report on Alaska and Hawaii. Now to you, Colin,” stated Elizabeth.

“Thank you, Elizabeth. They never hit Alaska or Hawaii. There are no reports of future attacks,” reported Colin.

“That is good news. We hope the terrorists never hit you,” responded Elizabeth.

“We wish and hope the best for the rest of America. Back to you, Elizabeth and Niles,” expressed Colin.

“Thank you, Colin. We appreciate the sentiments,” articulated Elizabeth.

“There you go good and bad news,” conveyed Don.

“The government has released new news, they are pulling back the armed forces to designated areas. We will give the names of these areas at a later time,” disclosed Niles.

“We already knew that because of you,” related Amber.

“Yes. We did,” replied Don.

“What we know is there was cell phone activity between the terrorist before the attack. We will stay on the air as long as possible,” informed Elizabeth.

“That means their getting closer?” inquired Amber.

“Yes. Then maybe why,” responded Don.

“We already know why. They think the people of America are evil, and we deserve to die. We bleed red the same as them,” articulated Amber.

“I’m surprised they're pulling back so early,” declared Jessica.

“Yes. The armed forces want to protect what they can,” reported Don.

“I’m going outside since I can,” uttered Amber.

“I’ll go with you,” said Don as he raised from the couch with her.

“You don’t have to go with me,” remarked Amber as she walked from the couch toward her bedroom with Don and her dogs in tow.

“It’s my pleasure. You’re still weak,” stated Don.

“I enjoy your company,” related Amber.

“I just have to remind myself you might have someone,” declared Don.

“Yes,” said Amber in a matter of fact tone.

After they were inside Amber’s bedroom, she turned fast toward Don then commented, “Have a seat. I have something to do before we go out.”

“Alright,” remarked Don.

When Don sat down, Amber went in front of her computer and typed on the keyboard then waited.

“Regina. Are you there?” whispered Amber.

It felt like an eternity, but it only was a few minutes while Amber waited for her friend. When Regina responded, Amber let out a held breath.

‘Yes,’ typed Regina.

‘I’m glad. How are things in Indiana?’ questioned Amber.

‘Kenny and I are good. Scared, but we’re good. Timothy got killed by zombies,’ responded Regina.

‘I’m glad you two are well. I’m sorry about Timothy. However, can you get here?’ typed Amber.

‘We’ll make it,’ responded Regina.

‘Don’t stop unless you have to. Be safe out there. Good-bye,’ typed Amber.

‘Alright. Good-bye,’ responded Regina.

“I’m calling my brother while we let the dogs out,” conveyed Amber while she twisted in her seat.

“Okay,” responded Don.

As the phone rung, Amber paced in the small yard while the dogs played and relieved themselves.

“Hello,” said Travis.

“Hi,” replied Amber.

“Sis. Why are you calling?” asked Travis.

“How are you doing?” questioned Amber.

“We’ve lost a few,” answered Travis.

“I want you here to help Melissa while I’m gone,” conveyed Amber.

“Alright. You know I will,” responded Travis.

“We need strong people. We need people who will listen and not think of themselves,” related Amber.

“I think the twins will be good. When will you get here?” questioned Travis.

“It will be some time. I got hurt, so I need to heal,” responded Amber.

“Alright. Call,” commented Travis.

“I’ll let you know. Good-bye. Love you,” whispered Amber.

“Good-bye. Love you. Be careful when you come. There are a lot of zombies,” remarked Travis.

When they got in the barn, Don grabbed a bag of apples for Amber. She fed the apples to the horses.

“After we get done here, we’ll go back to my garden. I have a koi pond there,” said Amber.

“Sounds nice,” commented Don.

“It is. It has a small waterfall,” remarked Amber.

As they watched the koi and dogs, Amber placed her feet on the bench then leaned against Don. After Amber rested against Don, then he wrapped an arm around her.

“How’s your shoulder?” asked Don.

“Tender but better,” answered Amber.

After a while, Amber positioned herself on him. She rested her head on Don’s lap and closed her eyes. A smile played across Amber’s lips as she relished the sun‘s warmth upon her face while Don’s hand rested on her belly.

“This is nice,” conveyed Don as his hand rubbed across her ribs.

“This feels good,” declared Amber.

With a smile, Amber’s eyes opened enough to see Don’s face. Amber moved his hand over her breast. Quickly, Don’s fingers slid beneath Amber’s soft tank and found a n****e.

“You feel good,” remarked Don.

“Really. Good give me a kiss,” whispered Amber.

“My pleasure,” uttered Don against Amber’s lips as his fingers became urgent on her n****e.

“I hate doing this, but we need to go inside. It’s about lunchtime,” stated Don as Amber groaned.

“You’re right,” related Amber.

“We’ll finish this later,” commented Don, then a breast was revealed for his lips as they stirred more emotions within her body.

“Can you wait that long?” whispered Amber as she clutched Don against the breast.

“We need to stop before I can’t,” related Don.

“What if I don’t?” questioned Amber.

“They will see,” answered Don.

“True. We’ll pick this up later,” remarked Amber.

“It will be worth the wait,” said Don.

Once Amber sat up, her hand went on Don’s knee. Deliberately, Amber’s hand slithered up his thigh as she smiled. Air sucked in when Amber’s hand reached its destination, then it massaged the hard flesh.

“Yes. It will,” declared Amber.

After the tease, Amber was in front of Don. She straddled his thighs. His fingers ran along the bottom of her tank then raised it up past the white mounds. When Don cupped each breast, Amber’s buttocks rested on his lap. Her fingertips touched his manhood and stroked. As Don moaned, his head went forward, then sucked each n****e. Amber’s lips went beside his ear.

“Are you anticipating what will happen later?” asked Amber, then she pulled away from him.

“That’s wrong. I can’t wait,” responded Don.

“Good. Let’s go. Lunch is ready. I can smell it,” stated Amber.

Once Amber’s clothes were fixed, she gave Don a crooked grin. Amber walked for the door, then she turned immediately gestured come hither with a finger.

“After we eat, lay down with me. I feel drained,” requested Amber.

“I would like that,” responded Don.

“Do me a favor. Don’t fall for me. Just be my boy toy,” conveyed Amber.

“A boy toy of a powerful woman,” remarked Don.

A hand ran across Don’s masculine torso and stopped on the waistband of his pants than asked, “Do you think I’m worth it?”

“You're worth it in more than one way,” answered Don.

“Thank you,” said Amber.

“You sit down, and I’ll get our plates,” ordered Don.

Amber did as she was ordered. While Don strolled into the kitchen after she sat down, the doctor stood in front of her.

“Your bandages need to be changed,” commanded Dr. Parker.

“Why?” questioned Amber.

“The wraps are old and dirty,” related Dr. Parker.

“I’ll be right back, Don,” reported Amber when Don walked back.

“Do you want me there?” asked Don.

“No. I’ll be alright. If I don’t return in thirty minutes, come and get me,” answered Amber.

“I can and will do that,” affirmed Don.

“I’ll make sure she’s back so she can eat,” expressed Dr. Parker.

“I figured you would,” uttered Amber.

They walked for the basement door. Amber turned her head and winked at Don. When the doctor held the door open for Amber, she sauntered through the threshold of vulnerability.

“You know, I know what you’re about,” declared Amber.

“All I want is to be your doctor,” stated Dr. Parker.

“That’s why you had s*x with me while I was too weak to fight the virus. Shame on you, my good doctor,” acknowledged Amber.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Maybe you’re turned on by me and was dreaming,” conveyed Dr. Parker.

“So when you change my bandages, you won’t look at my breasts or touch them?” probed Amber.

“I can’t say that because of the location of your wounds,” responded Dr. Parker as he watched Amber’s ass sway.

“Just like now, you’re staring at my butt,” declared Amber, then she turned and faced him.

The slight blue hazed covered eyes shined in the darkened hallway, which caused Dr. Parker to jump. Amber stepped forward until her breasts brushed against his torso.

When Amber’s fingers wrapped around the bottom of her tank, she continued, “When my shirt comes up, you won’t touch me? You won’t even be tempted by me?”

“No,” stammered Dr. Parker as he felt Amber’s heat and n*****s.

“How is that?” questioned Amber.

Amber’s hand ran down the doctor’s torso until it was against his p***s, then she said, “You can’t even control yourself now, and I’m not at your mercy.”

“You’re seducing me,” retorted Dr. Parker.

“You were growing hard as you watched me walk,” countered Amber.

“I haven’t touched you,” remarked Dr. Parker.

“I’m in control. If I weren’t, you would have taken advantage of me,” declared Amber.

“That isn’t true,” conveyed Dr. Parker while his hands moved as if they had a mind of their own.

“Oh, really. Is that why your hands are on my hips, making their way up toward my breasts,” expressed Amber.

“I didn’t say you weren’t a temptation for me. Remember, I said you’re seducing me,” stated Dr. Parker.

“Let’s go before time runs out for you,” commented Amber.

They made it inside the examination room, then the rest of the journey was a few strides toward the table.

“Sit on the table and remove your shirt,” ordered Dr. Parker.

“I need assistance,” responded Amber.

“Alright,” said Dr. Parker.     

As Dr. Parker pulled the shirt up toward Amber’s breasts and her non-hurt arm, he held his breath. When Dr. Parker pulled the shirt entirely off Amber, he threw it onto a table.

“Do you want me in my shorts?” inquired Amber.

“Yes. Keep them on,” answered Dr. Parker.

“Are you going to do a pelvic exam?” asked Amber.

“Yes, of course. I didn’t think about that,” answered Dr. Parker.

“Help me,” requested Amber as her back rested on the table.

After Amber raised her haunches off the table, Dr. Parker pulled the shorts below her buttocks. They were dragged past her shapely legs and finally threw them aside. When Dr. Parker turned around, Amber had her legs parted enough for his eyes. He took in the exquisite site. Amber smiled with delight as she teased Dr. Parker with the temptation of her flesh.

“What position do you want me in?” questioned Amber as she went on an elbow.

“Do you want the bandage first or the pelvic exam?” asked Dr. Parker.

“Bandage first,” whispered Amber.

Immediately Amber raised upright as the doctor positioned himself between her legs then took the wraps off her wounds.

“They’re healing well,” stated Dr. Parker with conviction.

“Is it because of the zombie virus?” questioned Amber.

“It might be,” replied Dr. Parker.

“Will my blood make Sheila go back normal?” probed Amber.

“It has cured her cells but killed them,” responded Dr. Parker.

“Dang. I was hoping it would work,” whispered Amber.

 “Position yourself in the stirrups so I can do the pelvic,” commanded Dr. Parker.

“Alright,” commented Amber.

The stirrups were elevated high and wide. Dr. Parker stood between Amber’s thighs as his eyes roamed her entire body. When Dr. Parker gazed at her face as he walked beside her torso.

“Do you find me repulsive is that why you don’t want me?” probed Dr. Parker.

“You’re not my type,” replied Amber.

“I could never persuade you to be with me,” commented Dr. Parker.

“No,” answered Amber.

“Okay. You need a tetanus shot,” informed Dr. Parker.

“I do,” conveyed Amber.

“Yes,” said Dr. Parker.

When Amber saw the needle, her reaction was fast as she grabbed Dr. Parker’s wrist and held tight.

“Stop,” demanded Amber.

“You need a shot,” ordered Dr. Parker.

As they wrestled over the needle, Amber’s palm came across Dr. Parker’s cheek. The slap caused him to step back. The fight was taken out of Amber abruptly with the aggressive look on Dr. Parker’s face then the syringe was dropped. As the needle dropped, Dr. Parker used his strength to hold Amber down on the table. A twisted smile played across his face as Dr. Parker restrained her and caused her pain. When Dr. Parker finished with the restraints, he strolled casually for the door then a radio. After Dr. Parker was ready for Amber, he walked nonchalantly around the table. Dr. Parker’s finger ran over her body.

“You need to stop before it’s too late,” declared Amber.

“I’m having fun. Aren’t you?” asked Dr. Parker.

“No. I’m getting mad,” replied Amber.

“I’ll make you holler for me,” declared Dr. Parker.

“No. Stop. It’s hurting me. Release me,” demanded Amber as she fought against the ties that bind her.

“You’ll like this. Stop resisting what your body wants,” said Dr. Parker as he tantalized each aroused n****e, then his mouth joined the torment.

“You should stop before I decide we don’t need a doctor,” commanded Amber while she shook against him.

“Why must you fight this beautiful gift you’ve been given. Embrace the zombie's lust within you,” whispered Dr. Parker on her warm flesh.

As the primal zombie flesh responded to Dr. Parker’s touch, Amber lost the battle. Amber’s hazed covered eyes took on a life of their own. 

“Stop,” murmured Amber.

Dr. Parker’s head raised from Amber’s body. As Dr. Parker walked around the table, his hand slid on her body. Dr. Parker’s hands roamed along Amber’s inner thigh back and forth as his loins ached in anticipation.

“The pleasure,” whispered Dr. Parker as his hands advanced further and massaged Amber’s loins.

As Don turned the knob, it resisted the force. Don walked around and tried all the doors with no hope. Directly after that, Don proceeded up the stairs and searched out Aidan.

“I need the keys for the downstairs,” requested Don.

“Why?” asked Aidan.

“The doors are locked,” answered Don.

“Here you go,” said Aidan.

While Don walked a steady, precise stride away from Aidan, he kept a wary eye on the people. As Don walked, he held firmly on the keys as he felt the heat rise in his body because he knew what Dr. Parker was up too. When Don was outside the basement door. Don glanced back and made sure no one noticed him. Don ambled down the stairs as if fire licked at his heels. When Don stood outside where Amber was, he silently unlocked the door and entered the room. Immediately Don froze in his tracks as Dr. Parker stood between Amber’s legs. Don finally reacted within a few strides he stood beside them and shoved Dr. Parker away.

“What the hell are you doing?” probed Don, even though he knew the answer.

“I wasn’t doing anything wrong,” replied Dr. Parker.

“You need to leave,” demanded Amber.

After Dr. Parker scurried from the room, Don released Amber out of her restraints. Immediately Amber lowered her legs. She raised her back, and a growl emerged from her clenched lips.

“I swear that man,” remarked Amber.

“I’m sorry I didn’t get here quicker,” said Don.

“It isn’t your fault,” conveyed Amber.

“I should’ve stayed with you,” stated Don.

“I said no. I didn’t think he would be so brazen,” commented Amber.

“Are you okay?” asked Don.

“My shoulder hurts. I could use a hug,” verbalized Amber.

“I can help with the hug,” expressed Don.

“I don’t want the group to know, just the family,” requested Amber.

“As you wish,” responded Don, then his arms engulfed Amber in a warm, powerful hug, and she melted in it.

“Thank you,” conveyed Amber.

“Let me check your shoulder,” said Don.

Alright,” replied Amber.

“It isn’t bad. You’ve got some blood but didn’t lose any sutures,” reported Don.

“That’s good,” responded Amber while Don bandaged the wound.

“Let’s go back upstairs,” remarked Don.

“Will you hold me a bit longer?” requested Amber.

“Of course. It will be my pleasure,” responded Don.

Don tried not thinking about Amber’s bare flesh that touched his torso as he kissed her head.

As they took the pace slowly due to Amber’s state, a pair of eyes watched from a crack in a doorway. The person held their breath so the couple wouldn’t know they were there and observed what had gone down.