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Later that night we all sat down and ate dinner. Mother made mashed potatoes, peas and steak. Father went on about how we would be looking for jobs tomorrow and of course the boys scowled. Father needed to go into town to visit the sheriff about some business and mom got the lucky opportunity to stay home. Once the moon was up high and I was left with the ceiling. I simply thought about this new home. It was everything I had hoped for it to be and more. I also thought about the Bondurant boys, about Forrest Bondurant. His eyes were so full of hate. He couldn't even shake my hand earlier. I have always known that people thought me, being with a white family were wrong, but Forrest acted like it was hurting him. He always avoided eye contact with me and looked away as if not wanting to look at me.
I rolled over on my side and sighed then forced myself to sleep. It was cool tonight and I felt a shiver shoot up my spine. My eyes opened now and I saw a shadow like figure standing in my room. I sat up swiftly with a gasp and as the figure neared its body came into view. It was Forrest and my body inhaled then tensed up. This had to have been a nightmare. He was going to kill me. He moved closer and I took in the brown pants he wore, but no shirt. His hair was still the same, still smoothed and slicked back. Why didn't he have a shirt on? His smooth lips were pressed into a thin line and he slowly began to approach me eyes fixated on me. I was cautious and afraid of what he was going to do.
"Why are you here?" I asked with fear in my voice. He did not answer and was now at the end of my bed. He slowly leaned over and gripped my blankets and slowly pulled them down and I tensed as the blankets began to leave my body and I was in my black silk nightgown. The right strap of my gown was hanging off my shoulders and I watched as the older Bondurant looked me over, taking in every curve of my body, the matted curls that fell down my body. He slowly began to lean over and grip the front of his pants and he slowly began to pull his pants down. I gasped nog knowing what he was doing and moved forward crawling towards him and gripping his wrists.
"No don't you aren't suppose to be here." I whispered looking at the door to make sure my brothers or father didn't see him. This felt so real, but my body told me I was dreaming for he couldn't have gotten in without being seen. Forrest looked down at me as if almost hurt now.
"Don't you want me?" he asked in a low tone and I gazed up at him taking in his words and I looked at my hands as they grasped his wrist. I could not answer his question. He continued with his action and I moved back a bit and watched as he stripped from his pants and looked at me intently and I was taken back at the size of his cock. It just hung there between his legs. Feeling embarrassed I looked away.
"I asked you a question." I heard him say but closer now and it turned to see him on all fours on my bed in front of me. His large arms rested on either side of my legs and I gasped at how close he was. His breath was so cool against my lips and I shook under his deep authority like gaze. My body felt so hot I could hardly explain it. His large hands came up now and gently slid my gown down I watched as my body become exposed. My black body exposed to a white man's eyes. His fingers gently began to slide down my chest, his fingertips were so smooth and before I knew it his lips captured mine with no regret and I moaned out against his lips at the shock. The stubble on his face pricked my lips but it was a feeling I didn't care about. His arms moved around me now and my arms, as if on instinct began to snake around his neck. He sucked on my bottom lip before trailing his tongue across my lips as if asking for permission. I wasn't sure if I should let him explore my mouth but I feel his fingers take my nipple between his fingers and pinch them swiftly. I gasped out and felt his tongue move forward into my mouth. I gripped his shoulders now as his tongue found mine and began moving around it.
The hand that was on my breast began to slowly move down my flat stomach and he moved very slowly as if giving me a chance to stop him, but I didn't he didn't stop moving. His lips were so smooth and soft that I pulled him closer. His hand now rested between my thighs at the lips of my vagina and I suddenly feel a finger start to enter me and I whimpered and pulled back from the kiss panting now with want and need.
"You a virgin?" I heard him ask and I looked up at him feeling his eyes burning into me with desire. I nodded feeling his middle finger start to move in circular motions around my entrance and my vagina began to pulse and almost throb. "I never took a girl like you to be this wet."
I shivered now at the mere tone of his words and suddenly my eyes opened and flooding light came into the room. Blankets were caked over me and I looked around and then under my blankets to see I was still in my nightgown. I sat up and looked around. I couldn't believe I had a sex dream about Forrest Bondurant. I felt my legs shaking a bit for some reason and I wasn't sure why. I didn't know what to think of this dream. Was my body finally at the mature stage that it wanted sexual activity and contact with another individual, or was it just a sign that I wanted Forrest Bondurant?
I looked down and shook my head. That couldn't be it. If I ever even thought I had feelings for him and pursued him, I'm asking to be hanged. I heard my door opened and pushed the thoughts away. Arliss stuck his head in and smiled.
"Get up Eula, breakfast is ready." he replied. I nodded and he left. I had to keep one thing clear in my mind. Forrest Bondurant and I Eula Kincaid can never be one. A serious guy like that wants a serious woman, not just a girl.
(Authors Notes)
Okay so I had to give some type of thought to the dream because maggie/forrest love scene wasn't very good, but i sort of had to think of his reactions towards Eual. Hope ya'll enjoyed.