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The Road to EGOT Season 02 Pt. 18

The ambulance arrived faster than I had hoped.

"How long has he been here?" A latino paramedic asked me.

"I don't know. I came back and found him like this."

"Does he have any medical conditions?"

"He has a heart... a heart..." I couldn't remember the name.

"What's his name?"

"James!" I told him with wild eyes. I attempted to enter the ambulance but they wouldn't let me.

"Sorry sir, you'll have to meet us as the hospital." After he told me which one, I ran to the garage and jumped into my car. I called Claire, James' wife, as I pulled out of the garage and headed towards the hospital.

"Claire, It's Duncan." I said trying to keep my voice as calm as possible.

"Duncan are you alright?" She asked me. I guessed that my calm tone did nothing to fool her.

"Someone broke into my apartment. James was hurt. I don't know all the details but he's headed to the hospital right now."

"Was he responding, was he talking at all?"

"He was conscious but wasn't making much sense."

"Alright Duncan, I'll be right there." After I told her which hospital he was being taken to, she quickly hung up the phone. I focused on the road. A thousand questions running through my mind. I arrived at the hospital and ran inside, all of this feeling incredibly familiar.

"Which room is James Yorke in?" I asked the woman at the desk.

"Are you family?" I rolled my eyes at that damn question.

"I'm not. I found him. He was lying barely conscious in my apartment. Can I please see him?"

"You need to be a family member."

I was calmed by the thought that Claire would be here soon. I sat down in one of the waiting chairs. This couldn't be! Not James. He was a perfectly nice man who had done nothing to deserve this. He was just doing his job and looking after his family as best as he could.

I was frustrated with myself. I should have known that dinner was a set up to get me out of my apartment. What the hell was he looking for? How much did he know? I felt the anger rise in my chest and forced myself to calm down. I had to keep a cool head and do the best I could to stay one step ahead of Derek. Tonight was proof that if I let my guard down, someone would get hurt.

"Duncan!" Claire exclaimed as she walked into the hospital. She gave me a hug, her cheeks were wet with tears. "How is he?"

"I don't know. They won't tell me anything." I told her. She let go of the hug and rushed to see the nurse. I stayed behind giving her some space and privacy. I saw her shoulders sag. The telltale sign that the news she had been given was not what she had wanted to hear. She came back towards me with fresh tears. "They are about to send him to surgery. They're saying he should pull through. I can see him before he goes in." She told me without taking a breath. "Thank you Duncan." She said before following the nurse.

I felt like shit. She shouldn't have thanked me. I didn't deserve it. I hadn't done anything worth thanking. I stepped outside and took a deep breath of the cool evening air. I removed my phone from my pocket. I dialled Gary's number.

"Hey." Gary said sounding tired and weary. "How'd it go?"

"It was a trap. He pulled me out of my apartment. His bodyguards ransacked the place. They hurt my doorman... My friend."

"I'm sorry Duncan." Gary replied meaning every word. "How is he?"

"About to go into surgery. They're saying he should pull through. But you never know."

"Alright. Duncan I know you're upset, but I need you to focus. Was anything missing from your place?"

"I don't know. I didn't really look. The place was a mess. The files and everything on him are... they're with you." I said feeling myself panic. I heard a loud noise coming from the other end of the telephone line. "Gary? What was that?"

"I don't know. Hold on."

"Gary?" I asked again. I could hear a loud knocking sound but Gary wasn't answering me. I dropped the call and ran to my car once again. I quickly kicked my BMW into gear and sped onto the streets of L.A. Traffic wasn't too bad, but I had to keep my focus. I maneuvered the vehicles in and out of lanes, hearing the angry honking sounds from drivers I was cutting off. I couldn't worry about them now. Gary might be in trouble.

I arrived at his office, not bothering to kill the engine before running out of the car and heading for the building. I could see the lock had been broken on the entrance to the building. I didn't bother waiting for the elevator and ran up the stairs. My heart was beating so incredibly fast, my lungs were burning. None of it mattered. I had to get to Gary. I couldn't let someone else get hurt.

When I reached his floor, I took a moment to get a breather and calm myself. I removed the weapon from my pocket once again, and slowly pushed the door open. I poked my head through and looked down the hallway towards Gary's office. It was quiet. I held the gun in front of me and walked slowly. The gun shook slightly in my quivering hands. I hated having to admit that I was scared. I didn't have a choice. I had to keep moving forward.

I reached the door of Gary's office, noticing the broken hinges of the lock. I pushed it open with my gun and looked through the opening I had created. I could see Gary held against the wall by one of Derek's bodyguards. The black one that was with Derek at Ago's.

"Where the hell are the files?" I could now hear him asking my friend.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Gary told him. I could see he was in pain. He had clearly been beaten. I felt a huge amount of kinship towards him at that moment. He was still in my corner.

"Get the fuck off of him!" I yelled as I pushed the door open and pointed my gun at Stamp's lacky. He looked over his shoulder, continuing to hold Gary up. He finally let him go, allowing Gary to slide down the wall. "Put your hands up." I demanded. He did as he was told as he spun around to look in my direction. He smirked at me. Which worried me more than anything. I had the gun pointed right at him, but something told me I was not in control.

That became wildly evident as I felt something hit me like a mack truck. I felt myself fly through the air and hit Gary's desk hard. I looked up in time to see Stamp's other bodyguard make a beeline for me. I tried to stand but I was too slow. The wind had been knocked out of me. Next thing I knew, his fist connected with the side of my face. I saw stars. I was dizzy. I felt nauseous. I felt pain as he hit me again. I tried to stay conscious. Feeling the darkness take a hold of me. I looked over and saw Gary. Derek's other man had returned his attention to him. I couldn't let things end like this. The one that had been beating me, said something to his partner. I saw an opening and took it. I swept his foot, while his attention was diverted, and saw him fall to the floor.

He grunted as his head hit the floor. I looked around and saw my gun a few inches away from me. I reached for it only to realize that the bodyguard working on Gary, had noticed what had been going on and stomped my hand with his foot. I cried in agony. He didn't move his foot away from my hand. I looked up at him and our eyes met. That smirk was still firmly planted on his face. He lifted his foot, ready to hit me again. Before he had the chance, I heard a loud thump, and watched in shock as he crumpled to the floor.

I looked up and saw Gary standing over him, holding his gun. He had hit him with the butt of it. He pointed the weapon towards the two men.

"Get out of my office." He shouted. The two men got up, holding their heads. I grabbed my gun which was still on the floor in my left hand. I sat on the floor, afraid of not being able to stand on my own. I leaned against the wall, taking deep breaths to avoid the nausea overtaking me. I did the best I could to level my weapon at the two men.

"This isn't over." One of them said.

"For tonight it is. Get out, before it's over for much longer." They looked at each other. Both plainly worried about how their boss would take this failure. They both scampered out of the office, leaving me and Gary alone. Gary kneeled down next to me. "You alright Duncan?" He asked me concern written all over his face. I looked at him and saw a nasty bruise on his cheek.

"I'm fine. You?" I asked as he helped me get up. I could feel sharp pain in my ribs, and worried something may have been broken.

"Nothing some sleep and scootch won't fix. Not my first dance." He said seeming a lot better than I was, even though he had taken much more punishment.

"I'm sorry." I told him.

"Not your fault. I knew what I was getting into. I'm gonna charge you for fixing the place up though." He said smiling and lightening the mood.

"I think you've earned it. You saved my life tonight."

"Hey you came busting in here like Rambo. I owe you one too. We are in this together. We're gonna take him down Duncan. No matter what it takes."

"What about your family? We should make sure their okay." I told him as the realization hit me.

"They're fine. I sent them away the same night you came here with those files."

"The files? Where are they?"

"Somewhere safe. Don't worry. Let's get you to a hospital."

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A few hours later, I was back home. I had a few bruised ribs, a nasty cut over my left eye and a mild concussion. Whatever the hell "mild" was supposed to mean. They wanted to keep me over for observation, but I was so damn sick of hospitals. I looked around my apartment. Shaking my head as I saw all of the mess. It would take forever to clean this up, especially in my current state.

I went to the bathroom to wash up. I walked gingerly, taking my shirt off as I flipped the light switch. I stood in front of the mirror and took a good look at myself. I looked horrible. I had bags under my eyes and a bandage covering the cut on my face. There were also bandages around my waist for my ribs. I looked at my muscles and thought about all the work I had put in at the gym over the past year. None of it mannered one bit. I was useless and could have gotten killed if it weren't for Gary. The reminders that I was just a writer were painfully obvious to me.

I heard a loud knock at the door. I looked at the clock and saw that it was past 2 am. Who the hell could it be? I went through my jacket and once again pulled out my gun. I walked to the door and looked through the keyhole. A smile spread across my face before I had even noticed. I tucked the gun away before opening the door, forgetting all about my injuries. Margot saw me and concern quickly covered her face.

"Duncan! My god what happened to you?" She asked in her australian accent. She walked in and ran a hand across my face. I winced as her fingers touched my cut. "I'm sorry." She said as she ran her hands across my chest and abdomen. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. It's nothing. Just a bad beating in boxing class is all." I lied. "You should see the other guy."

"You have to be more careful." She said, the doubt evident in her tone, with both of her hands on the sides of my face. Our eyes met and I couldn't help but feel warmth spread through me as I saw her beautiful face. She was gorgeous. Even now with her eyes scared and filled with fear for me.

"What are you doing here? It's late. Everything okay?" I asked her as I closed the door behind her. She stood by the door and looked around at my apartment. The mess couldn't be avoided.

"Duncan, what the hell happened here? What's really going on?" I bit my lip.

"I was robbed. Someone broke in here. I came in as they were heading out and caught a beating for my troubles."

"Is anything missing?"

"I don't know. I haven't really looked around yet. I just got back from the hospital before you got here. And you, have yet to tell me what brings you here at 2 a.m." She turned away from me and walked further into my apartment, accessing all of the damage. "Margot, i'm fine really. What's going on?" I asked her walking up behind her.

"It's nothing. You have enough to worry about. I should just go." She said trying to walk past me. I wrapped my arm around her waist, causing me to wince in pain.

"Don't go." I told her as I turned her towards me and wrapped my arms around her bringing her in for a hug. "Tell me what's going on." She held me tightly. I could feel her heart beating.

"Its Tom. He broke up with me." She said as I felt her tears against my shoulder.

"Oh god, Margot. I'm so sorry. What happened?" I asked tightening my hold of her.

"He said he didn't feel as though I was all in on the relationship." She said her entire body shaking. I brought her with me to the couch and sat us both down. I held her head against my chest and allowed her to get it all out of her.

"Why does he feel that way?"

"He wants me to move to L.A. He thinks it would be much better for both of us. That I would be closer to Hollywood while he can continue working."

"That makes sense. Why don't you want to?" I asked very puzzled.

"I...I...don't know."

"I thought you really liked him."

"I do. I just don't know if I'm ready. I love living in London. Moving to L.A seems like such a huge change."

"But it'd be good for you and your career. You'd be close to Tom and hell you'd be close to me. I miss spending time with you Margot." I told her sincerely.

"I miss you too." She said finally smiling. "But what if Tom isn't you know... the one?"

"You won't know that unless you give it a real go of it."

"I know you're right. But there's something else that scares me."

"What?" I asked her. She looked at me with her incredible eyes. She looked hesitant. Not sure if she should admit what she was feeling. To me and maybe even to herself.

"You." she said looking down at her hands. I watched her as she toyed with the hem of her white skirt.

"What about me?" I asked in surprise.

"I'm not completely over you. I'm scared that if I move back here, spend more time around you, that it might make me doubt my feelings for Tom even more." I was both flattered and worried. I didn't know what to say to Margot. She had made her feelings clear to me when we had seen each other in London. I cared for Margot. She was beautiful and incredible in every way imaginable. I was a mess when we had met. I was with Alex when I knew how she really felt. And now? I was fighting one of the most powerful men in Hollywood.

"Margot." I finally was able to say. "You know it's not that I don't think you're fantastic. The timing always just seems a bit off for us."

"That's what drives me insane. I just think that if we just slowed down. We'd find each other. And that knowledge makes it hard to go all in on things with Tom."

"Margot." I was barely able to finish saying her name, before she kissed me. I groaned into her mouth, feeling her perfect lips against mine. Margot was such an incredible kisser, I was reminded of the fact when her tongue snuck it's way into my mouth. I should have stopped it. I should have pulled away. Margot practically reading my mind, pulled her lips away from me.

"I know. All of the reasons you're about to give me. But please." She asked with the cutest pout imaginable. "Just for tonight." She continued now straddling my hips. "Just be mine." She said before lowering her mouth to mine once more. I knew I probably should have stopped things from going any farther, but the way Margot was kissing me made it so damn impossible. Her lips and tongue were practically devouring me. Instead of pushing her away, my arms wrapped around her beautiful body pulling her closer into me and deepening the kiss.

I moaned as Margot's hips began grinding into my thickening cock. I was so hot for her at this point, that I knew she could have her way with me. She pulled out of my lap and stood in front of me, holding her hand out. I grabbed her hand and allowed her to lead me into my bedroom. We were at the foot of the bed when Margot kissed me again. Her soft lips brushing gently and effortlessly against mine. She unbuckled my belt and pushed her soft hands into the confines of my boxer shorts. I felt her grab my cock and groaned as she began toying with it. My arms enveloped themselves around her slim and sexy waist. I loved kissing Margot. There was really no other way of putting it. Her lips were practically magical. Her tongue was almost like a surgical instrument, knowing precisely which areas would illicit the most delicious of pleasures.

She slowly dropped to her knees, kissing my neck and chest as her hands pushed my pants lower down my legs. By the time Margot had come eye level with my hard cock, my pants and boxers had been tossed aside. Margot looked up at me, lust and desire plainly written into the irises of her blue eyes. She lifted her top over her head and tossed it aside, revealing the impossibly beautiful and perky tits to my feasting eyes.

She rubbed my cock with both of her hands. I moaned as her hands did wonders to me. She looked up at me once more before aiming my cock at the entrance to her mouth. I watched in awe as her mouth opened up and she fit my head in between her sexy lips. She bobbed slowly up and down the length of my cock. Taking in more and more of my cock on each and every downstroke. I stood still, enjoying the wonderful sensations of her mouth. She moved her mouth to the side of my cock and licked it from the bottom to the top, the switching to the other side. Her tongue applying just the perfect amount of pressure to my throbbing cock.

Margot sat on the bed spreading her legs so that I would fit between them. My cock still inches from her face. She alternated between licking my cock and sucking on the head. Her eyes time and time again looking up to make sure I was enjoying every second of it. Margot's lips tightened around my cock as she began to quickly bob up and down. I ran my hand through her beautiful blonde hair. She popped off my dick and used her tongue to lick all over the bottom. She wickedly lapped at my cockhead with the tip, driving me wild and making me want to just grab her and fuck her pretty little mouth.

"I missed your cock so much Duncan." She said to me before gulping down half of my cock in one stroke of her mouth. I couldn't believe how sexy she looked. Her breasts bobbing and weaving with every movement of her mouth along my cock. Margot pulled my cock out of her mouth and stood up. She spun me around until the back of my knees were against the bed. She pushed me back softly. I now sat on the edge of the bed, as Margot dropped to her knees and resumed sucking my cock with new vigor. I watched in amazement as her mouth made it's way up and down my cock. Her tongue dancing across all of my veins.

I was in heaven! There was no other word for it. In my mirror I could see Margot's perfectly formed peaking from beneath her ass. She looked up at me and saw the direction my eyes were going. She smiled before rising and removing the rest of her clothes.

"You're beautiful." I told her meaning every word. She smiled softly before dropping back to her knees and taking my cock between her lips. "FUUUCKKK!" I groaned as I felt her tongue lap across my cockhead. I kept an eye on her ass, as Margot hand and mouth worked in unison to get me off. She pulled her mouth off of my cock so that she could catch her breath. Her hand continued to pump and slide. She licked and suckled on my cock head forcing me to grab onto the bedsheets with a death grip. Margot looked so damn sexy and sweet as she sucked on my dick as though it was the tastiest treat known to man. I took a beat to realize how lucky I was to have her in my life. If things had been different, who knows what might have been between us. I put those thoughts aside for now, as I returned my thoughts to this mind blowing blowjob the sexy australian actress was giving me.
Margot moaned around my cock. I could see in the mirror that one of her hands had strayed and she was currently rubbing her aching pussy. Her other hand played with my balls as her mouth sped up. Her hair was flying everywhere, touching my belly and thighs. I could tell the moment that Margot decided it was time for me to cum. She looked at me before setting her hands on my thighs, using them as leverage as she drove her head incredibly quickly on the top of my cock.

"Oh fuck, Margo i'm gonna cum." I shouted to her as I felt the all too familiar sensation in my cock and balls. Margot didn't bother slowing down. On the contrary her mouth seemed to speed up faster. She was fully focused on my orgasm. Her eyes were closed, her lips were tight around my cock and her tongue was doing wonder to me. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!! MARGOT!" I screamed as I felt the cum shoot right out of me and into her mouth.

"Hmmmm!" Margot moaned as I saw her eyes roll into the back of her head as my seed filled her mouth and throat. I watched in amazement as she sucked every last drop I had from my cock. Margot looked up at me as she finished downing the last drop of seed. She stood up in all of her naked glory. I could do nothing but admire just how perfect she was. "My turn." She said in the sexiest way you could imagine.

I smiled before making myself comfortable on the bed. I lay my head on my pillow and waited for Margot to settle onto me. The beautiful blonde smiled as she made her way up my body. She set her amazing cunt right above my face. She slowly, painfully lowered herself down onto my tongue. We both groaned as I had my first taste of her that evening. I had forgotten just how delicious she was. I grabbed her full ass cheeks, and pressed my tongue against the opening of her cunt. Margot leaned forward, giving me even better access to her cunt. She began grinding and twisting her pretty pussy against my face.

"Fuck! That feels so damn good!" Margot moaned. She stood with her back straight, now i could see up into her lovely eyes. We looked at each other and smiled, as Margot continued to move her hips side to side, causing my tongue to brush against different parts of her cunt. I raised my hands and filled them with her perfect tits. I rubbed her hard nipples between my thumb and forefingers, causing an amazing moan from the sexy actress.

I loved the look of pure pleasure on Margot's face as I licked her. She moaned and gasped whenever my tongue hit certain spots. Her hands met mine on her tits. Together we groped and kneaded the soft flesh, as my lips wrapped themselves around her clit. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH" Margot screamed as I hit her most tender spot. Margot leaned forward once more, using her hands on the mattress. She began bucking her pussy against me, practically fucking my face. I returned my hands to her ass cheeks. Gripping tightly on the firm cheeks. "Yes! YES!" Moaned Margot as she sped her hips.

I slid my index finger into her glistening pussy, as my lips and tongue began a full out assault on her clit. "AHHH FUCK YES. DUNCAN!" Margot screamed as her orgasm seemed to only get nearer. I added another finger and was now fucking her steadily with two while my tongue was running all over her clit. "SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!" She moaned in that irresistible accent of her. I was so in heat from hearing and feeling her orgasm getting nearer that I was pumping my dick in the air. "I'm CUMMING! I'M FUCKING! CUMMING." Margot screamed as I felt jet after jet of her juices make their way into my waiting mouth. She tasted so sweet, I felt as though I was eating the rarest of fruits at it's peak.

Margot came down from her orgasm and slid her body lower onto mine. Before we knew it our mouths were locked in a passionate kiss. Margot readjusted her pussy so that it hovered right above my cockhead. Margot slowly lowered herself, taking my cockhead in between her tight pussy.

"Fuck me Margot. Fuck Me! I'm yours." I told the beautiful woman. She smiled at me before beginning to rise and lower her hips onto me. "OH god, you feel wonderful." I told her as her hands caressed my face and neck. Her hips undulated and drove me insane as she fucked me slowly and carefully. We were face to face. Our nose inches from each other. I ran my hand across her beautiful face. Marveling at the perfection before me.

"Mhmm" She gasped and bit her lip as my hips pushed up into her, sending the entirety of my cock into her. "Fuck!" She moaned as we began to fuck each other. Margot and I had always gotten along and our sexual chemistry was perfect. Our timing was always spot on, and right now we were thrusting into each other at a perfect rhythm. Margot leaned back, putting her hands behind her. She used the new leverage to fuck me harder. She rose and lowered her body with so much grace. She was almost like an olympian athlete. Every movement of her hips was perfectly crafted to elicit the most incredible of sensations through my body.

I watched as her perky tits bounced with every movement she made, wanting nothing more than to taste them within my mouth. Margot must have read my mind. She leaned forward putting her breasts in my face. I didn't waste a moment as I quickly sucked and licked away at the gorgeous and perfect pair.

"Oh yeah! Fuck." Margot moaned as she continued to pop her cunt on my cock. She rose off of me and turned around. Her luscious ass was now pointing in my direction. Margot looked over her shoulder with a sexy smile as she lowered her pussy on my cock once more. I groaned as I saw the entire length of my cock disappear into her. When I was fully imbedded in her, Margot swished her ass from side to side, causing me to moan even louder. She rose and lowered herself, using her hands as leverage. Her wet and tight cunt causing me so much pleasure I felt that I would faint from it. She fucked me in one smooth motion. I was impressed at how her body moved and the way she would squeezed my cock with her wonderful cunt muscles. She was made to fuck and be fucked. For tonight she was all mine to enjoy.

I watched in amazement as the globes of her ass shook with the movements of our fucking. "AH, ah, ah!!" Margot moaned in immense pleasure. "FUCK me Duncan.. Fuck me!" Margot screamed. Begging and urging me on. She took the entirety of my length into and began just grinding her clit into my pelvis. "OHHHHHHHHH SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" She screamed at the ceiling.

"Cum for me, cum for me Margot. Please Cum." I begged her, egging her on.

"YES! YES! YES!" Margot screamed as her orgasm ransacked through her body. I tossed my head back as her cunt lips squeezed my cock in a bloody grip.

"OHHHHHHHHHH FUCK MARGOT!!" I screamed as my cock exploded into her. I felt the cum shooting straight out of me and right into her. I felt as though I couldn't stop cumming. More and more cream seemed to pour out of me and into her. The feeling must have been incredible for Margot. I could feel her cumming again as more and more of my seed mingled with her pussy juices.

When we were done and spent, Margot turned herself around and settled her head against my chest. We kissed while we recovered. Enjoying the post orgasmic glow of being together. I kissed her forehead, not caring that it was sleek with sweat.

"Thank you, Duncan." Margot said to me with her eyes closed. I don't know what I responded before I fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.

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I woke up late the following morning. The sun was already high up in the sky. I looked around and found that I was alone. I remembered the previous night with Margot, and for a moment thought it was just a dream. The tingling of my cock acting as a reminder of my most recent orgasm telling me it was very, very real. I smiled as I made my way out of bed and opened the door to my bedroom.

I smiled as I saw that my apartment had been cleaned. Everything was right back where it was supposed to be. The glass from the broken table swept away. All of my papers were neatly stacked. I saw Margot in the kitchen. She was wearing one of my t-shirts and looked gorgeous. Her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, her smile was brighter than the sun.

"Margot! This is amazing." I told her as she made her way to the dining room table. She put two plates full of food down before coming over and kissing me good morning. I groaned into the kiss as she gave me a cup of coffee.

"It's the least I could do. Come sit. Let's eat." I followed her and sat down at the table.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her as I took a bite of bacon. I was starving. The meeting with Stamp's bodyguard and the intense fuck with Margot had taken so much out of me.

"Much better." She said her eyes bright. "Thank you for last night. I'm so sorry about all that."

"Margot no need to apologize. Really."

"I really needed that. It kind of opened my eyes."

"To what?" I asked as I continued to eat at the great food Margot had made.

"When Tom asked to move in together, I got scared. Living together is a huge step and could lead to much bigger ones. Which would mean having to let go of any chance of anything happening between us. But Tom has been so good and so kind and loving to me. He makes me happy. I imagine what life could be with you." She said holding my free hand. "But maybe it's not in the cards. I can't risk losing Tom, because i'm hoping to have you at some point."

Her words rang so true. I couldn't help but feel as though I had been guilty of doing same. Is that why I choose to run to the hospital that night? I still held out hope of being with Victoria?

"You're right." I told her. "I hope Tom and you are very happy together. Whatever happens, i'll always be here for you. I care so much about you." We smiled at each other and enjoyed the rest of the meal. My phone rang and I went to answer it. It was Claire.

"Hello, Claire?" I said.

"Yes Duncan, James is out of surgery. He's still out of it. He's recovering just fine. You should come by the hospital and see him later when he wakes."

"Thank you so much Claire. I will." I hung up feeling much better. Margot was in a better place and James would pull through. I returned to the table and finished breakfast laughing and joking around with the australian actress.

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A few hours later, Margot had run off to meet Tom and tell him the good news. I decided to drive to Brad's restaurant and have a chat with him. When i got there the place was practically dead. There were a few customers strewn through the restaurants, but not nearly how the place should be during what should be the lunch rush. I saw Brad in the kitchen, beads of sweat on his forehead from the heat of the grill. He saw me and broke into a large smile before making his way towards me. He saw the bandage on my head and winced.

"You okay? What happened?" He asked.

"Nothing serious. Just a bad hit during boxing class." I lied again. He nodded accepting my explanation. I was relieved that he had, not wanting to dive deeper into details.

"What brings you here? You hungry? I could whip you something up." I smiled. That had always been Brad's way. Always trying to feed people.

"No, I actually just wanted to talk to you. Could we go somewhere?"

"Yeah come on. Let's go to my office." He led me to the back of the kitchen where he had a small work area set up. "What's going on?" He asked moving two chairs close together.

"I just wanted to ask you how things were going with the restaurant." I decided to be honest and direct. I saw the worry in his eyes instantly.

"It's going alright." He said leaning back into his chair. "It's been a little slow, but things will pick up." He was lying. I could tell easily. This had never really been his strong suit.

"Come on. Just be honest. What's really going on?" He took a deep breath. He seemed to let go. His shoulders sagged and his face seemed to age in a moment.

"Things are horrible man. People aren't showing up. This is L.A it's a tough market. Every week there's this new weird popular restaurant that pops up. I can't keep up. I can't afford marketing, and this whole place is going under. I had to let more guys go, cuz I couldn't pay them. If things don't change quickly...I don't even want to think about it." He ran his hand across his face.

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"I mean, you guys are big shot Hollywood guys. You're all doing well. I couldn't face being the only failure."

"You're not a failure. I got fired once. Mark and I were barely making rent when we were working on all those weak sitcoms. If it hadn't been for you feeding us, one of us would have starved to death." He laughed at that one. "Marty is still stuck on a desk. Fetching coffee and doing god knows what. And he has a law degree. You're not the only one who has struggled. We've all been there. You shouldn't be ashamed. Does Cindy know?"

"Not all of it. I just don't want her to worry."

"We'll help." I told him.

"I can't accept your money Duncan." Brad said shaking his head and walking away from me. He slammed his hand against the wall. "Especially not knowing when or if i'll ever be able to pay you back. I have enough to deal with as it is."

"Okay how about this. How about we host an event here. We'll find some reason, some worthy cause. Mark, Marty and I will invite all of our celebrity friends and we can get some buzz around this place. They'll taste your food and they'll be instantly hooked. They'll come back and bring more people here. You're that good of a chef. You just need a chance to show that to the world." He smiled.

"You really think so? You'd do that for me?" He asked.

"Of course. We're family remember." I said standing up.

"Thank you. I promise I won't let you down."

"I have no doubt. You'll be fine." We hugged, and I felt at home with my brother.

"I heard about you and Alex. I'm sorry." He said as we pulled away.

"It's okay."

"She's a great girl."

"She's much more than that." I said thinking back to that special night we shared together right here in this very restaurant. I missed her. My heart ached every time I thought of her. I pushed her out of my mind and refocused on the task at hand. "I gotta go. But i'll call you and we can start setting things up."

"Alright brother. Take care of yourself. And thanks again."

"No need to thank me. This is what we do." With that I left the restaurant. Taking a beat to look at the spot where Alex and I danced together.

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After leaving Brad's restaurant I headed out to Carla Gugino's house. The warning she had given me about Derek, proved that she knew more about him. Any information I could get on him would be to my benefit at this point. I parked my car in front of the sizable mansion and walked to the door. After I had knocked she quickly opened the door. She looked outstanding. I had no idea how she kept her figure, but whatever it was, she should market her secret. She had clearly been working out. Her hair was wet and pulled back with a ponytail. She wore a dark blue tank top that was having trouble containing her wonderful tits. and tight yoga pants that held her curves magnificently. She was breathing hard which only made her sexier, while holding a bottle of water.

"Duncan. Come on in." She said giving me room to enter her home. "I'm sorry, I thought I had a little more time before you got here."

"No need to apologize." I told her as I stared at my boyhood crush. I followed her into the kitchen where she offered me a bottle of water. I took it and quickly drank about half the bottle.

"How are you holding up?" She asked me.

"Been a rough few weeks." I admitted.

"I heard about you and Alex. I'm sorry things didn't work out. You two seemed good together."

"We were. I miss her. But for now, I can't think about her. I can't allow myself to."

"You're going after Derek." I nodded. "Then it's good you're no longer with her. Derek would have hurt her if it meant hurting you."

"Have you spoken to her?" I asked her a little afraid of what she would say.

"I have. She misses you, Duncan. She isn't angry with you. She understands why you did what you did. But she feels she has to protect herself."

"I know. I don't blame her. I just wish things had been different." Carla came to me and hugged me. Even though she had been working out and was sweaty, she still smelled incredible. I breathed in her sweet scent. That along with the feel of her sizable chest against mine, was starting to make things a little uncomfortable in my boxers. I thought back to the day that Alex had set up this surprise for me. Today was just that kind of day. Where everything reminded me of her. I pulled away from Carla, hoping she wouldn't notice my hardening cock. The smirk on her face told me she had.

"The last time I was here. When you gave me that warning about Derek. It seemed as though you knew more about him." I told her leaning back against the refrigerator. She had some bar stools set up around the kitchen island. She sat down and took a long drink of water. I couldn't help but look at her lips as they surrounded the bottle top. Silently wishing I could replace it with something else.

"Derek and I used to date." She said knocking me backwards. "Way back when. I was still a young actress, and he and his partner had just started putting their business together. He was different then. He was a good guy. Charismatic and funny. One night, I was at his apartment. He was out trying to sign Lisa Kudrow I believe. Connor already had Jennifer and Courtney. I was alone and he got a call. I let it go to the answering machine. There was a woman on the other line. I recognized the voice. It was Faye Dunaway. I thought that Derek was trying to sign her, but that wasn't the case. She sounded upset and said that she wanted to talk to him and apologized." Her eyes were looking at me but they were unfocused. She was back to that night, reliving it as she was telling me about it.

"He came home that night and heard the message. We didn't talk much about it. About a week later, we were supposed to meet and he stood me up. I went to his apartment, angry ready to rip him a new one. I found him crying on the couch. I tried to see what had happened to him, but he just went off on me. He yelled and cursed at me. He said that I was just using him." Her breathing became shallower and tears filled her eyes. I moved over to her and held her against me. She sobbed softly as she continued. "He said I was just one of "them." I had never heard him say that before. He kicked me out and that was it for us. His company continued to grow, him and Connor had their falling out. He became different. Cold and untrusting. I kept hearing stories about how he would treat his clients and others in the business. I couldn't believe that was the man I once knew."

I held her tightly. Wanting to take away all of her tears. There was nothing I could do. Stamp had left her with these.

"You think that whatever Faye wanted is what changed him?" I asked her.

"I'm pretty sure. Derek, never did anything to hurt me personally. But he kept my career from exploding. I was able to keep working steadily, which i'm grateful for. But i feel I could have done so much more you know." I nodded in total agreement with her. She had always been gorgeous and talented. Then again my attraction to her did make me more than a bit bias.

"Your career is far from over Carla. Every time I see you, i'm always staggered by how good you are. You make even less than stellar material come off great." She smiled brightly warming my heart.
"You just say that because you've wanted to fuck me since your balls dropped." She said laughing.

"I mean come on. Who wouldn't. You're just as sexy now as you were then." I told her.

"Oh really?" She said letting her hair fall from her ponytail. I was still holding her. She began rubbing her body against my hard on. "I'm glad to know I have such a big fan." She said before kissing me. I didn't even stop to think before kissing her back. I pulled her deep against my body and returned the kiss with as much passion as I could muster. I lowered my hands, feeling her full ass in the palm of my hands. I lifted her off the ground and set her on the kitchen island. She spread her legs for me. I continued to kiss her madly as she ran her hands underneath my shirt. She felt the bandages that were still wrapped tightly around my abdomen. She pulled away from the kiss and looked at me with concern.

"It's nothing." I told her before lowering my mouth on her neck. I kissed and suckled on her neck as my hands groped her sizable chest in my hand. She lifted her arms over her head, allowing me to remove the tank top. She had on a sports bra, which also quickly find its way onto a pile with her top. Finally seeing her breast free, I felt my entire being lit up like a candlestick. I lost myself and drove my head firmly against her tit. I took my time, sucking and licking her beautiful nipple into my mouth.

"Mhmm. That's good." She moaned before I switched over to the other one. She lifted my head and kissed me again as she lifted my shirt over my head. She dropped to her knees in front of me, unbuckling my belt and pulling my cock out. She didn't even bother pulling down my pants. She simply moved my cock to her mouth and quickly began licking the head with her wondrous tongue. She took my cockhead between her lips and started to bob her head up and down on the crown of my penis. She used her hand to jerk off the part of my cock that wasn't currently being pleasured by her lips and tongue.

She lowered my pants to my knees, licking all over my cock. She then took it deep within her mouth. Her head was taking my cock as her hand began moving in a cork screw motion. I looked down at her sizable chest and moaned at the intense feeling of pleasure that spread through my body. Carla kept sucking away at my bulbous cockhead. She was moaning and groaning while toying with her big breasts. She was rubbing on them and toying with her own nipple, only intensifying the heat of the entire situation.

"God I love your cock. So big, so good." She told me before popping it back into her mouth. I could see her cheeks sink into her mouth, as she increased the suction on my cock. She was amazing. She would alternate between sucking in the head of my cock while jerking my cock, and then just slowly licking my cock and giving it open mouth kisses that only drove me wilder. She continued to look up at me while I watched her incredible breasts sway. It was so sexy watching this beautiful older woman whom I had always had a crush on, on her knees in her kitchen giving me a world class blowjob. She continued to moan around my cockhead. The vibrations of the sound running up the length of my hard cock.

She stood up, continuing to jerk off my sizable tool. We kissed while my hands rushed to maul away at her more than impressive chest. I turned her towards the island. She grabbed the edge as it was my turn to drop to my knees behind her. I pulled down the tight Yoga pants. Revealing her wonderful and fit ass. I had to give it to her. Those workouts were paying dividends. Carla helped me to remove the pants and kicked them away. I grabbed her ass cheeks in my hands and quickly brought my tongue to her pussy.

"AHHH, Fuck!" Carla groaned. I saw her toss her head backwards as she continued to grind her pussy against my face. I kept her asscheeks spread as my tongue continued to lick and suck at her wet pussy. I pushed a finger into her with practically no resistance. She was so wet that it simply slid into place. I used my tongue against her clit and took it between my lips. I sucked and licked on the little nub as though my life depended on it. "Oh fuck yeah. Suck my damn clit!" She moaned. I was only too happy to oblige. I sucked away on her pussy as the brunette bucked her ass against my face over and over, begging me to drive my fingers deeper and deeper into her. I did just that as I sped up my fingers that were digging deeper and deeper into her. "AHHH! FUCK! fUCK FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK!" Carla groaned as she was hit with an intense climax. Her juices came flowing out of her and I was ready to suck up every last drop.

I quickly stood, and without even bothering to give Carla a breather, I pushed the thick head of my cock past her pussy lips and right into her warm opening. "AHHH!" We both yelled as I filled my crush from behind. Carla leaned forward as I placed my hands on her hips. We quickly found a rhythm. The sound of our fucking quickly filling every inch of the room. "Oh, Oh, oh!!" Carla moaned every time my cock would hit a particularly sensitive spot in her. I ran my hands all over her tight body. Loving the feel of her warm skin as her even warmer pussy would grip my hard cock. I grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them so that I could watch as my cock would fill her time and time again.

"Oh, oh, soooo good." Carla moaned grabbing and playing with her own nipples. I pumped my hips harder and faster into her. Loving the way her ass would shake and jiggle whenever my thighs would make contact with her. Carla showed me just how flexible she was by lifting one of her legs on the counter. Opening her even more and allowing me to fuck even deeper into her. "Yes, Yes just like that." Carla told me as I drove my cock with all of the strength I had. I hooked her leg and brought it onto my shoulder. Carla held on tightly to the ledge of the counter. My dick was pumping even faster into the sexy actress. I used my fingers and rubbed them against her clit that had been protruding. "Oh FUCK!" She screamed as she did her best to rock back against me even harder. It was difficult in the position she was in, but i did my best to fuck her as hard as I could.

Carla pulled off of me. She sat down on the edge of the counter and spread her legs. I settled between them and returned my hard cock to her hungry pussy. Carla wrapped her arms around my neck, and her legs around my waist. Our fucking quickly resumed in the pace we had set. I held on tightly to her as I repeatly drove my cock into her. Our lips met and our kiss was deep and fiery. I groaned into her mouth as he pussy continued to grip me wonderfully. "I'm gonna cum! Oh FUCK!! Oh FUCK!! I'm CUMMING!!" Carla shouted as I felt her entire body erupt in an an amazing orgasm. I held on for dear life as the walls of her cunt continued to squeezed and fuck my cock.

"Oh shit, Carla i'm so close." I told her. She pushed me off and dropped to her knees. She sucked and licked on my cock again. I was so close to cumming. All I could do was hold on to her hair as I felt the cum churn in my cunt. "AHHHHH FUCK CARLA FUCK!!" I screamed as the cum shot out of me and quickly covered all of Carla's face. I shot my seed on her lips and cheeks before she took my cock in her mouth and finished sucking off the remainder of my cum. I felt all of the tension leave my body as Carla and I both regained our breaths.

"God, that was amazing." I said finally sitting down on one of the bar stools.

"Amazing isn't a strong enough word." Carla said as she hugged me and held me close to her. She had taken all of the cum that was on her face and had begun to quickly suck every drop. "You taste amazing. I should bottle you up and keep you in storage."

"You'd have to make me cum quite a few times to have enough." I joked.

"That can be arranged." She said seductively running her hands on my chest.

"I have to get going." I broke to her.

"I need to shower too and get out. Will you join me?"

"I wish I could, but I don't have a change for the bandages." I told her.

"Okay. Take care of yourself Duncan. And come see me again soon."

"I will." I told her as I kissed her. I then got dressed and headed out of the house. I got in my car and called Gary. I asked him to look into Faye Dunaway and see if anything popped up. He promised me he would get right on it.

"Oh and Duncan. Derek knows we took his money. Keep an eye out."

"I will." I promised as I hung up the phone and left Carla's house.

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I stopped by the hospital to check on James. I walked into the room and found him laying down in bed. Claire and his kids were all there. They were in the middle of a laugh when I walked in. James looked up and gave me a tired smile as his two young daughters came and hugged me.

"Duncan, it's so good to see you." I smiled back at them and told them the same.

"Okay guys let's go get some food." Claire said taking the kids away and leaving me alone with James. I brought a chair and sat down close to him.

"How you doing?" I asked him.

"A little tired, but none the worse for wear." He answered.

"I'm sorry James."

"It's not your fault. I was just doing my job anyways. There's no need to feel bad about this."

"Easier said than done." I told him looking away. He smirked.

"Not surprised to hear that at all. You always think you can save everyone. You always try. This isn't on you." I let him think that. James didn't need to know how far deep into this war I already was. "Alex came by to see me." He finally said.

"She did?"

"Yeah. Left not long before you got here. Everytime she would hear footsteps coming down the hall, she would look up thinking it's you." I smiled. "She's a great girl Duncan. It's a shame what happened between the two of you."

"Yeah, it is. I miss her terribly."

"Have you two spoken?" He asked looking at me in that way that he always did when he knew something that I didn't.

"No. I've been giving her space. I wouldn't even know what to say."

"You have trouble with words? I thought you were supposed to be a writer?" He joked.

"And I thought you were supposed to be recovering from surgery. Not giving me a hard time about my love life."

"Why can't I do both?" We both laughed, and it felt very good to do so.

"When will you be back?" I asked him.

"Oh who knows. I'm not worrying about that right now. I'm just going to enjoy my time off and recover. Why you miss me already?"

"The building ain't the same without you." He smiled.

"You look like you've had a rough night yourself." He said nodding to the bandage on my head.

"Nothing to worry about." He looked at me knowingly.

"Duncan. Whatever you're into, i'm sure you're on the right side of it. You have a tendency to hold the weight of the world on your shoulders. You should really try to share that burden with others. People care about you. Let them help."

"Thanks James. I would like to, but I can't. Not this time. This is my fight. I need to see it through." I told him gravely.

"I understand that. Just remember. You're not alone." I nodded without knowing what else to say. We stayed talking about various things for a few minutes. Visiting hours were up and I had to leave.

"I'll come see you tomorrow. Get some rest." I told him as I stood from my chair.

"You too. It seems like you're just in need of it as I am."

"Goodnight." I told him before leaving the hospital.

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By the time I got home that night the sun had already set. It was late and I was tired. I removed my clothes as well as the bandage around my abdomen. I took a long look at my bruised body and winced. It would all be worth it if I could take Stamp down. I took a long hot shower. Letting the water massage my skin and relieve me from some of the tension of the past 24 hours. I got out and put fresh bandages on my ribs as well as the cut above my eye. I got dressed in some grey sweats and a black t-shirt and sat in the living room.

I turned on the T.V and half paid attention to the reporter talking about Ronda Rousey's defeat. I watched the replay and it looked pretty bad. I hoped Ronda would bounce back. I ordered some food, and was stunned as I heard a knocking at my door when I hung up the phone. No one could deliver food that quickly. I got to the door and opened it. The sight before me almost knocking me to my feet. Victoria was standing in my doorway. She looked so damn beautiful. Her hair was tucked behind her ears. She wore a white blouse and a short black skirt. She smiled hesitantly, not sure how I would react to seeing her. Even I wasn't sure how I felt at that moment.

"Hey." She said pulling me out of my head.

"Hey." I replied, still stunned. "How are you?" I asked.

"I'm fine. I was thinking about you. I was hoping we could talk. Can I come in?" She asked sweetly.

"'Oh yeah of course." I said opening the door wider and allowing her to come inside. She walked past me, the smell of her perfume running rampant on me as it always used to. She took her time looking around my place. I realized that she had never been here before. I was suddenly very happy that Margot had cleaned my place that morning. "Would you like something to drink?" I asked her as I headed for the kitchen.

"Whatever you have is fine." I pulled a couple bottles of water and handed her one. She was standing by my fireplace starring at my Emmy. As well as the note for Alex that was framed beside it. She looked back at me and smiled. "I really like your place. It feels like you."

"Yeah. I love it here. What did you want to talk about?" I asked her gesturing towards the couch. We sat down on opposite ends. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. So many memories came to me as I watched her move.

"I wanted to thank you again. For being there for me and my family. It meant a lot. You have no idea." I smiled.

"You're very welcome. It was really my pleasure. There's no need to thank me."

"I knew you would say that." She said looking away. "You were always so damn good to me." She said. I heard her voice breaking. She stood to look at the view. I knew she was doing it to hide the fact that she was crying.

"What's wrong?" I asked her as I also stood from the couch.

"Me. I'm wrong." She said turning towards me. Her eyes sparkled and were filled with fresh tears. "I messed everything up."

"What are you talking about?" I asked taken aback by her sudden outburst.

"I had you. You were amazing. More than amazing. You took care of me, you loved me. You made me feel loved and safe. You did so much for me and my career. And I fucked everything up. I was stupid and selfish and I let other people come between us. I was chasing something that I thought I wanted. That I thought I needed. But when I got it. It didn't mean anything close to what it was like having you."

"It wasn't all your fault. I messed up too." I admitted.

"Stop that Duncan. Please. All you wanted was what was best for me. You tried to keep Derek away cuz you knew what kind of man he was. I should have listened to you, I should have trusted you. Instead I acted like a spoiled brat."

"Victoria, it's okay."

"It's not okay Duncan. You loved me so much. I loved you. I should have been better. I should have done better. I should have come after you when you left. I shouldn't have let you leave. I should have held on to you for dear life. You would have. I let you down. I let us down. And I can't stand it anymore. I miss you Duncan." She said finally walking back towards me. "I have loved you, before I ever met you. Your book, your words. Those were all I needed to know the good, kind and brave man you were. That man loved me with all his heart and I hurt him so deeply. I'm so sorry." She threw herself at me. I winced as her body connected against my bruised one. I quickly covered it up and held her against me, as her arms wrapped themselves around my neck. She held me in a way that I didn't know she could. She held me as though she was afraid to let go.

I held her too, letting go of so much frustration and anger that had been stewing in me ever since New York. I had to admit that it felt good holding her. Feeling her body against mine, smelling her sweet perfume. I had loved this woman with all of my heart. And now she was here. Holding me and apologizing for all the hurt, all the pain she had caused me. For the first time in what felt like forever, I felt complete. I felt whole. I looked behind Victoria and saw the note once more. Alex... I pulled away from Victoria's tight grip.

"Thank you. For saying all of that. I just realized just how much I needed to hear all of that. I needed to know that you knew. But that doesn't erase what happened. And all that's happened since."

"I know Duncan. I never thought that it would. I just wanted you to know. That I knew how much I had messed up. And that I would do anything to have another chance with you again." She told me placing one hand on my shoulder. One look at her eyes told me how much she meant every word.

"What about Eric?" I asked her solemnly.

"Duncan. It's over. You know that was never real. You know he never meant to me as much as you ever did."

"Why did you treat me that way? Why did you run to him after I hit him? Why did you run to him that night when you had come back after being away for so long? Why did you continue to put him first? Why did you forget me?" I asked her now feeling the weight of all of the emotion on my chest.

"Derek continued to tell me that I had to keep an eye on him. That for all intents and purposes our careers were now linked. It's no excuse. I know I was selfish. I know I was wrong. If I could go back I would do everything differently. I would have put you first. I would have put this first." She said the last part holding the necklace that she was still wearing. I couldn't deny the feeling of warmth and happiness that I felt as I saw it. "Please, just give me another chance." She pleaded with her eyes. In that moment, I wanted to say yes. I wanted to grab her and kiss her. Tell her everything would be okay. That we could get back together. That everything that had happened was forgiven and forgotten. I bit my lip and stayed in place. I knew why I couldn't do that.

"I wish I could just say yes. It's just not that simple." I told her honestly.

"Is it because of Alex?" She asked nodding towards the framed note.

"Yes." I admitted. "But also because i'm in the middle of something right now. I can't make this kind of decisions until it's over."

"What is it Duncan? What are you into?" She asked me. "Is that what happened to your eye?"

"Yes it is." I told the truth again, never being able to lie to her.

"You're going after Derek aren't you?" She asked. We looked at each other and without needing an answer, she already knew. "Good. Someone has to. I can't think of anyone better." She came over to me and ran her hand across my face. "Do what you need to. When it's all said and done, we can talk about us again. I'll wait for you. You're worth every second." She kissed me on the cheek before heading for the door.

"I have some food coming." I didn't want her to go. "I always order too much. Why don't you stay and eat with me? We can catch up."

"Sure i'd like that." She said with a smile. We sat down on the couch and began talking. It felt just like old times. Victoria told me all about her life since I left New York. The cancellation of Eye Candy, her tour with Ariana as well as all of the news with her family. I in turn told her about working with Kanye, HBO and my life in L.A. We laughed so much. It felt so good to be in her presence once more. The food came, and we demolished it together. Never letting the good food get in the way of the flow of our conversation.
"It's getting late. I should go." Victoria said hours after the food had been finished. I stood and walked her to the door. We stood in front of it, neither one of us wanting the evening to end. Victoria hugged me again. I returned the hug. Feeling better than I had in a very long time. She looked up at me and I couldn't help but lose myself in the beauty of her soft brown eyes. I marveled at her chiseled cheekbones and my heart faltered at the sight of her perfect smile. Without either of us realizing it, we were inching closer and closer to each other. Moments later our lips had met and we shared a kiss that seared through my entire being. I moaned deeply, powerfully even, as I felt her lips against mine. I couldn't help but be taken back to the very first time. In the hotel restaurant in New York. I remembered every last detail of that night. It all came flooding back as Victoria's tongue pushed its way past my lips and found itself against mine. We stumbled together into my bedroom. Victoria tugged at my shirt trying to lift it over my head. I allowed her to. She saw my bandaged torso. She looked at me with troubled eyes.

"Oh, poor baby." She said before kissing my chest and making her way down towards my torso. She kissed me though the bandages almost as though she was hoping to heal my bruises with her lips. I smiled in that moment. Not doubting for a moment that she could. She ran her hands across my body. Reacquainting herself with it. The look on her face was unforgettable as she saw and felt the changes in my physique since the last time we had been together. "wow." Was all she whispered. I smiled as I felt her hands and mouth caress my body.

She kneeled before me. She looked up at me, almost as if she was asking for permission. I nodded at her, letting her know she could go ahead. She smiled the brightest smile I had ever seen as she tugged my pants and released my cock from its confines.

"I missed you." She said. I wasn't sure if she was talking to me or to my cock. It didn't matter much to me as she held it in her warm hand and quickly began placing soft kisses around the crown of my cock. I was immediately taken back to that night in my hotel room. The first time she had sucked my cock. How much time had gone by? How many times since then had she done this to me?

"Ohhh." I groaned as she opened her mouth and welcomed my thick cock. She was even better than I had remembered. I couldn't look away from her as her mouth slowly made it's way up and down my cock. Her tongue was spinning circles around the opening in the head of my dick, as her lovely lips suckled on my pole. Her hand was jerking me off as her tongue began moving faster. "Oh my god." I shouted. I noticed a smile creep onto her cock filled face.

"I think that I was also missed." She said smiling up at me. She lowered her head and began licking my balls, sending immense pleasure through me.

"Oh, yes you were!" I told her as her hand jerked my cock. Her lips continued to suck and lick at me, making me weak in the knees. I had to sit down. I moved backwards, my dick pulling away from Victoria's hungry mouth. She smiled at me as she saw me sit on the edge of my bed. She stood, walked towards me and turned around, her ass now facing me.

"Unzip me." She told me looking at me over her shoulder. I pulled the zipper down on the back of her skirt. Victoria took a few steps forward and allowed it to hit the ground. She pulled her white blouse over her head. My eyes were glued onto her ass that was encased in a lace white thong. She turned around, displaying her wonderful tits to me. My mouth watered as I saw them again for the first time in what felt like decades.

She walked over to me slowly and sat in my lap. Her warm breast pressed deliciously against my chest. We stared into each other's eyes. Both of us taking in the other. Wondering what was different. What had changed. Victoria's arms wrapped themselves around my neck and pulled me in for another passionate kiss. We both moaned as she grinded her panty covered pussy against my hard cock. I lowered my hands and felt her ass that I had always loved. Feeling the warm, soft skin once again made my head spin with desire.

I placed soft kisses across Victoria's collarbone and made a trail towards her breasts. "Tssss, oh yeah." She hissed as I wrapped my lips around her hard nipple. I softly sucked and licked her nipple as we dry humped each other. My hands still firmly holding her ass. I carresed her sexy butt, causing more moans and groans from her.

Victoria pushed me so that I was now lying on my back. Her lips returned to mine and we kissed our mouths both hungry for each other. I loved the feel of her chest against mine. I could swear that I could feel her heart beating against mine. Our tongues were playing together. I had missed the taste of her mouth. Victoria's hand moved aside her thong panty and rose up so that she could aim my cock. She smiled at me as she lowered her sexy form down onto the head of my throbbing cock.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, fuck!" I screamed as i felt myself pierce into this woman I cared so much about. "Ahhhh" Victoria groaned as she slowly lowered herself, taking the entirety of my cock into the depths of her tight cunt. Her hands were on my chest. She kept herself steady as she bucked and grinded against me. I watched her the entire time. I couldn't pull my eyes away. Her body had also changed in some subtle ways. She had grown even sexier. Her tits which had always been so lovely, now seemed to command my attention. She looked so beautiful as she felt my cock make it's way in and out of her.

"Oh yeah!" Victoria shouted as my hands found her bouncing tits. I groped them and rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. "I missed you so much." Victoria said as her hips continued their slow movements. I could nonetheless feel the passion rise in her. Sweat began to form around her chest, making her look even sexier somehow. Victoria leaned forward again, our mouths recapturing each others. We kissed and sucked on each other's tongues and lips as our hips continued to meet in a more feverish pace.

"AH,AH, FUCK!" Victoria screamed as i started to rise my hips to meet hers. "I'll do whatever you want Duncan. I promise. AHHHH! I'll do anything." She moaned as our fucking sped up. "I'll be your slut! Ohhhh yeah!" She told me before her lips pressed and mashed against mine. I held on to her and spun us around. I was now on top, setting the pace. I looked down at her lovely face. Her hair was spread all across the bed and I couldn't help but want her. I laid my body atop of hers and started to fuck her with deep and hard thrust.

"Ohhhh, yeah! Fuck me Duncan. I'm yours. My pussy is yours." Victoria told me as she met my cock thrust for thrust. "I'll be your whore. I'll suck your dick anytime, i'll fuck you anywhere. OHHHHH FUCK!" She yelped as I pushed my cock as deeply into her as I could and grinded my pelvis against her clit. "I'm yours Baby! All yours!" She moaned softly into my ear as she wrapped her arms and legs around my torso. She squeezed me wonderfully with her limbs and even more so with her tight cunt muscles.

"Damn! I missed you so much." I told her as I began to pant. My torso was burning but I didn't care. All that mattered was this. All I wanted right now was to fuck this gorgeous woman until she could cum no more. Her pussy tightened and gripped so hard against me as she was gripped by an awesome orgasm.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!" Victoria screamed as she was taken away by an intense orgasm that caused her entire body to rock and spasm. I was close to and was prepared to unleash all of my cum into her wet pussy. I was pounding into her hard and fast and I could feel the cum building in me. "NO, Duncan! Stop. Don't cum!" I reluctantly did as I was told and stopped the pounding of my cock. Victoria smiled and kissed me deeply before pushing me off of her. Finally removing the drenched thong she had been wearing until this point, she turned around on all fours and presented her sweet ass to me.

"It's been so damn long." She said to me as she spread her ass cheeks presenting her rosebud to me. "Fuck my ass please! I miss you fucking my ass." She told me with the most innocent look possible thrown at me over her shoulder. My cock was already drenched in her juices. I quickly fingered her pussy, coating my fingers with some of her juices. I then used one finger and pushed it deeply into the tight confines of her ass. "AHHH, FUCK!" Victoria moaned as I prepared her ass for my cock.

When I felt she was ready, I pressed my cockhead against her rear entrance. Victoria's hands continued to keep her ass cheeks spread. She looked so fucken bangable like this. Ass up, face down with her ass lewdly spread. I pushed my cock into her and my head with some doing slipped into her.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Victoria screamed. "Oh god! Only you! OHHHH FUCK!" She screamed as more and more of my cock pushed deeper into her melting hot ass. "Only, ah, ah, get my ass." She admitted as my cock was finally fully into her. I took my time fucking her ass. Loving the warmth and tightness of it. I grabbed her tits in my hands and started to fuck her harder and faster. Victoria's hand dropped to her pussy as she began to play with her clit.

"OHHHH FUCK!!" She screamed as my hips fucked her harder and faster than before. I was so close to cumming. The cum was churning in my balls.

"I'm gonna cum V, V i'm cumming." I shouted as my dick exploded and the world fell away. My cum quickly filled Victoria's ass. "OHHHH SHIT!" I continued to scream as my cock emptied into her bowels.

"YES, YES, YES, FUCK MY ASS DUNCAN!!" Victoria screamed cumming as hard as I was. We fell on top of the bed. Both of us were sweaty and had sweat running across our bodies.

I must have blacked out for a few moments. When I opened my eyes Victoria was quietly getting dressed. Her skirt was already on and she pulled her blouse over her head, taking away the view of her sexy tits.

"Where are you going?" I asked her groggily. She smiled and kneeled on the floor by my bed. She kissed me.

"I should go. I know that tonight doesn't mean that all is well between us. I know it doesn't mean that you have chosen me. I hope you do. I hope you give me a chance to show you that wasn't who I really am. That it was just a moment in time where I lost sight of what really mattered in life. If you can't do that, then I do hope you and I can find a way to become friends and stay in each other's lives. Because you are a wonderful man Duncan Bryant. I love you with all my heart."

"V" I began, but she quickly covered my lips with hers. We instantly shared another warm and soft kiss.

"Don't say anything, please. Just get some rest. But thank you so much for this. Take care of yourself." She placed one last kiss on me before leaving. I watched her every step of the way. My heart and mind more confused than ever before.

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