Hello Everyone! I am so glad you liked the first chapter! This one may seem a bit short but it is needed to continue on with my vision! HA! There is a surprise at the end, I didn't feel like dragging it out. The point of view will change half way through my next chapter but you will not be disappointed!

All I am gonna say is that you should be meeting the nerdy scientist and the evil doctor - PREPARE YOURSELVES! BAHAHAHAHAHH!


A Tale of Two Dempsey's

Chapter Two


It was just beginning to drizzle when Tank pulled into the drive way. I ran to him- shoving past the screen door I leaped up into his arms, squeezing his frame tightly into mine. I couldn't help it - the days felt longer than they actually were. For the last two years I have been subjected to our little Nevada home cooking, cleaning, and tending to my husband. I loved every minute of it yet, I was lonely. There was no one around for miles - it wasn't that Tank wasn't enough company, it was that he was never around to be considered company.

"Oh you have really out done yourself hotness, delicious!" He exclaimed, shoving an even larger amount of food into his mouth. I sighed as I poured more beer into his glass. Usually complements like that would put the biggest smile on my face and earn him a loving kiss but I just wasn't feeling it today. I stared out of the big bay window into the distance expecting to see nothing but a small patch of the grassy plain and dirt but instead I saw huge trucks just across the way. My eyes lit up - a neighbor?

"Sweetie, are we getting neighbors?" I asked, words couldn't have gotten out of my mouth fast enough.

"Yeah, some big shot science guy... suppose to be working at the base with some technical stuff or something."

"Does he have a family?" I asked desperately.

"Ah... not that I know of, hotness."

The conversation died but to be honest I barely noticed - I barely noticed anything going on around me. All I could focus on was the brightly painted house across the street and the moving truck parked in front.

With deliberate slowness, I felt hands enclose around the sides of my neck. I shivered out of my trance, my breath catching in my throat. It wasn't a choke hold but it was tight enough to gain my attention. But his hands went as fast as they came and moved to my shoulders. I tilted my head to the side, just enough to catch a glimpse into his eyes. I don't know how long we stood without moving before he finally dragged me into the bedroom but it was one of the most intimate gazes we had shared in a while.


"I'd be lying if I said I didn't love the shit out of you..." he trailed off, leaving a trail of kisses from my neck down. I felt his hips rock against mine and I couldn't help but moan in response.

"You're terrible, you know that?"

"This aint nothing compared to what I am gonna do to you tonight, hotness"

My heart was pounding in my chest; even though he couldn't hear it in some odd way I knew he could feel every pulsing action it attempted to make. He glanced up in my direction, lips inching from my bellybutton to just under the rim of my underwear - his eyes were hungry. I let go of the air I didn't realize I had been holding before sucking in another one as he played with me through the thin layer of cloth I wore.

"You want more?" he breathed into my most sensitive of places. The need for air was much greater than the formation of words. Without any hesitation, he shoved his hands in between my legs, hooking his fingers around my underwear and tearing the cloth to shreds.

"Tank!" My ecstasy faded as soon as I heard the tearing. I propped myself up to look at the damage. "Tank what in the hell! Those were my favorite panties!" My southern accent was starting to come out. I hated that - he knew I hated that.

He shoved me back down to the bed, growling at me. I stayed quiet watching him, his every movement. He was a possessive man from the get-go but since we moved to Nevada I had seen less and less of who he truly was as a man.

A moan escaped my lips just as a groan left his. He was inside me. Our movements were in sync with each other. I lifted my legs, pulling them tightly around his waist.

"Fuck Abby, you're gorgeous when your like this."

My body started to clench. Tank leaned down close to my mouth, kissing me softly before gracing my lips with a smoldering kiss.

He groaned, burying himself deep inside of me. I felt him pulse at the sensation.

"Ah Fuck," he grunted out, body jerking in ecstasy.

He kissed me one last time before turning over. We laid there silent for what seemed like hours - staring at the ceiling like it was the most interesting thing in the room. My heart still raced; I turned to the man I had married those years ago expecting to see him do the same only to be wrong. There he lay, eyes closed and breath steady. Disappointment over came me as did a frown. An intimate moment like the one we just shared usually left the two of us wrapped up in each other happy.

I reached for him but stopped short only to turn away from him. My eyes felt heavy with sleep and wet with tears. Maybe he did change over these last few months, maybe it was me. Maybe I was the problem here. I was not as exciting as I was back when we first met - I thought this is what he wanted.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the tight hold of an arm that was wrapping itself around my body, dragging me across the bed. I could feel hot breath outlining my neck before a deep voice rang in my ears.

"I love you Abigail Dempsey don't ever forget that hotness."


I was going to continue but it might not have made sense if I continued then cut off just when it was getting good. I thought this small detail might keep you guys wanting more. Hell, I could be wrong... but please tell me what you think about my little twist!

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