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Three weeks past and I was slowly progressing. My dad and brothers visited me every other day and my mom visited every day. After they left Jack visited me and sometimes Howard. He told me the bar was going well, but wasn't the same without me. They were profiting a lot from their bootlegging stuff. He also told me that as long as they got some alcohol, the authorities, let them bootleg. Later on however every Friday night Forrest would come by. We never said much he would just sit there and tell me things about his past and the wars he's been in and I never asked him until tonight why he was here, why he looked so content on just talking to me and he never said much in public or in private. But every Friday night I'd ask one question and he gave me a long answer that opened him up more and more to me. He lost all of his friends in the world war. He'd been shot before three times in the stomach and twice in his chest and lived. He really lived up to his title of being immortal.

"Forrest?" I asked softly interrupting his conversation on when he first killed a pig and he paused and looked at me.

"Hm?" he grumbled. I was still lying on my back and I slowly turned on my side and it didn't hurt. Forrest watched me and I just looked him over for a second. Just a white shirt and brown pants, his hat resting on his lap, his hair was still parted and shaved on the sides. He blinked at me shifting as if uncomfortable with my eyes on him. "What?"

I shook my head not understanding him at all.

"You visit me every Friday… why? You could be out doing whatever it is that you do. I mean it's not like we're friends. Are we, what are we?" I asked softly. He stared at me for a moment before his eyes drifted down to his lap. I remembered long ago that he said something to me while carrying me to the hospital. "When you drove me to the hospital the day I was shot. You said something to me to keep me awake. What did you say?"

In that moment I saw his whole body completely tense up as if I said something that had completely offended him. I watched this reaction wondering if what he said had been bad.

"Um…I said uh you should stay awake and not close your eyes." he replied. I nodded and looked down trying to remember anymore of the conversation. He called me something, something sweet. Honey. I looked up at him.

"You called me honey and said…not to leave you." I said all the memories flooding back into my head. Forrest looked down with guilt on his face. I looked at him deeply.

"Why did you say that?" I asked him.

"Drop it Eula." he commanded. I winced at his words and shook my head.

"No tell me. What are you afraid of?" I asked getting up and slowly moving my legs onto the ground. He watched me for a second and I slowly began to stand off the bed and he got up with his hands lightly up as if thinking about holding me in case I fell. I gripped his forearms and he actually held me so I could steady myself. Once I was good I looked up at him and he stared down at me with deep eyes.

"I dream about you…" he suddenly replied and it was so clear that I didn't miss a single word. "Every night you're in my arms and then something pulls you away and no matter how hard I grab for you, you end up disappearing forever."

I blinked at his words. The fact that he dreamed of me made my stomach form a big knot. His hold on my tightened a bit and both our bodies began to shift a bit slowly towards each other.

"I've dreamed about you too." I whispered in a trembling tone and his hands began to pull me towards him. What were we doing? My heart beat was increasing as I knew what was coming. His face was growing closer to mine and I knew this wasn't a dream and before I knew his smooth cool lips were on mine capturing and dominating my own. This was wrong. White and black could never mix. His hands wrapped around my back and mine around his neck. His lips were so cool and I felt his tongue push past my lips exploring everything in it. My tongue moved against his and I felt his body pushing against mine a bit. My hands soon began to run over his chest and slowly unbuttoning his shirt and since I was in a night gown it didn't take much for him to slide his hands through the opening of my gown and cup my breasts possessively. The kiss deepened and it felt as if his shyness was leaving him for he took both my nipples between his middle and pointer fingers and pinched them and I whimpered out a bit. Once his shirt was off I felt my night gown fall to the ground and he swooped me up swiftly in his arms and laid me onto the bed our lips parting sadly. His eyes roamed my body as he began to take off his pants. I was in full pants now and I stared at his chest as his pants hit the ground. Bullet scars were all over his body. They covered his chest and his stomach. Once his boxers fell his body was shrouded in darkness from the closed window with its curtains opened a bit letting some of the light in. He was a perfect shadow and I wanted him.

Forrest did not move from his spot now and he looked down at me with almost nervous.

"Um." he murmured and looked down at the ground. I wanted him so badly and I slowly lifted my hand and took his and began to gently and cautiously pull him closer to me. He watched me and then looked down my body then back up at me as he lightly curled his fingers with mine. "Your panties are still on."

I kept pulling him towards me and smiled.

"Take them off." I whispered not knowing if he'd do it. In seconds he climbed into the bed beside me, his hand slowly moving over my body taking in the feel of it. His lips came back to mine and I turned my body towards his a bit and I caressed his cheek gently, his stubble pricked my hand and I moaned gently against his lips. I felt his hand slowly move down my body past my naval and I felt him gently press against the lips of my vagina. I inhaled softly and pulled back a bit.

"You don't seem so shy about this." I whispered panting out a bit, his lips moving right back to mine for a second before pulling back.

"I may not have been in this situation in a while, but I know I have no need to be shy." he replied kissing me again pressing his fingers under my panties now and I felt the tips of his fingers at my entrance gently circling around it and I closed my eyes and leaned back from him. I wasn't shocked he had experience, but I didn't have any experience at all. He looked down at me with concern and I looked up at him.

"This is my first time." I replied with low fear in my voice thinking he'd want to stop because I was a virgin. What would he want with a virgin? He looked down at me with a gentle gaze and only nodded and kissed me slowly and gently and I returned it. "But don't hold back."

I wanted to feel the full experience and I could handle it. I was a Kincaid after all. His hands slowly pulled my panties down and his lips moved to my neck biting and sucking on it. His lips made my body feel on fire and I let my head fall back. Moans escaped me and I felt his hand lift my leg a bit and I did as was commanded and I felt one finger push inside me and I winced a bit and let out a whimper of discomfort.

"I won't hurt you." he replied and pushed his finger deeper into me. I tensed a bit more feeling his finger began to stretch me. I gripped his shoulders a bit and his finger moved back out and then back in. The feeling was burning a bit but he moved slowly enough to get me use to the feeling. Before I knew it another finger was inside me and I winced a bit and felt Forrest's lips come back to mine and he kissed me again as if telling it me was okay. I trusted him even though what we were doing was so wrong. Feelings such as this were to be kept in the mind only never to be expressed lest I be killed for lying with a white man. I felt his body now shift on top of mine and his legs moved my legs apart and I felt something, the head of his penis, at the entrance of my vagina and I closed my eyes now waiting for the pain to begin for him to break through me taking my virginity.

"No. Look at me so we both know this ain't a dream." he said gently and I slowly looked up at him and his eyes were glazed with lust and need and I knew there was no going back for us both. We would continue to sin and be with each other. I felt him start to move inside me and I felt the burning sensation start to grow but I did not close my eyes. I continued to look at him and he back at me and in one good thrust he pushed inside me making me gasp and he grunted his forehead pushing against mine and I could feel my vaginal muscles tighten around his thick large penis. I felt fresh tears slide down my face and I held his arms tight as the pain was great but I was bearing it. He kissed my wet cheeks and panted softly against me.

"I dreamt you'd be this tight." he whispered. I panted softly as he continued to kiss all over my face and I looked up at him feeling myself adjust.

"I'm ready." I replied. He nodded and I felt him slowly start to slide out of me the burning continued and he began to move back in and I closed my eyes for a second to get use to the feeling. He continued slow movements, his eyes locked on my form and after these slow movements things changed inside me from pain to something even better. I inhaled and exhaled a moan and Forrest picked up on what I was feeling and for a second I saw a smile on his face a smile that I was use to his size and girth. He kissed me roughly and I found myself loving the roughness and I wrapped my hand around his neck feeling him push into me deeper and harder. My legs wrapped around his waist and my arms moved around his neck tighter. I was shocked my stomach wasn't causing me any problems but I was thankful for it too. His lips continued to capture mine in heated kisses and I when we parted he was panting and grunting against me with each thrust.

Our bodies moved in perfect sync with each other and the room was filled with moans and whimpers and the sound of flesh hitting against one another. I could feel my climax rising and my nails scraped over Forrest's back. After a few more thrusts I feel his hot semen shoot up inside me and at that moment I released everything my body had stored up, moaning out loudly. We tensed up as our orgasms hit us hard and Forrest looked down at my chest for a second before slowly looking up at me. We were both panting and slowly recovering. I smiled and he let a soft small smile show before kissing him softly and resting on my chest hugging my body. Who knew Forrest Bondurant liked to cuddle after sex. I bit my lip and gently rubbed his hair.

"This still doesn't make us even for getting me shot." I replied. He answered with a low grumble. I then thought of something that I didn't want to think about but knew I had to say it.

"Forrest." I whispered.

"Hm?" he asked. I sighed and looked up now.

"We can't tell anyone about whatever it is we've become." I replied. I wasn't sure if we were together or if this was just fun for him. If it was then I would be a fool. What would a forty year old want with an eighteen year old girl? I felt his stubble prickle my chest and I knew he was nodding.

"I know. We can keep this a secret…if you agree to one thing." he stated. I looked down at him and he looked up at me.

"This better not have anything to do with me not working." I replied with a grimace. He simply shook his head.

"You agree to be mine and no other man's." he replied. That caught me completely off guard.

(Authors Notes)

Okay everyone they finally did it! I'd like to thank my guests for their reviews. Now I know some readers was expecting them to play mind games with each other until they just broke down and had sex but the mind games don't start until they start being secretive. I'll be updating soon!