Evil dreams, p.28

Evil Dreams, page 28

 

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  She responded to each touch, each caress, each kiss in fiery answer, every fiber in her exhausted body quivering deliciously. She considered herself fortunate to be married to such a man and always welcomed him whenever he wanted or needed her.

  Today had not been any different for José’ and Teresa. They had worked hard and exhausted, retired shortly after the sun went down. Physically spent, they dropped off to sleep almost immediately.

  When the helicopter passed over their house shortly after midnight, José began tossing and turning. He moved one hand until it brushed his wife’s body. She turned to face him. “Are you asleep, Teresa?” he asked.

  “I was, but—” she let her voice trail off.

  His roughened hands carefully slipped the shoulder straps of her cotton gown over her arms.

  “Let me,” she said, sitting up.

  When she drew the nightdress over her head, he watched her breasts jiggle in the half light when they came into view. Stroking the globules of flesh with one hand, he lowered his wife to the bed with his other.

  Her nipples stood erect above the mounds of flesh, rising even more when his tongue caressed them. His body reacted when she lightly traced a familiar route toward his penis. He felt his manhood aroused to its fullest when her slender fingers intertwined with his hair.

  Kissing deeply, the man and woman rolled back and forth on the bed. “Now, José” she cried. “Do it now!”

  He rose to his knees, positioning himself between his wife’s outstretched, welcoming legs.

  Then, he felt the sensation, first as a tingle at the base of his penis, close to the prostrate gland before it rapidly swept through him like a chill.

  His erection grew larger before Teresa’s widening eyes. When he flexed his muscles, he seemed more like a stone statue than her husband. His sinews bulged, swelling to extraordinary proportions.

  Throwing back his head, he screamed, “ICH LEBEN NOCH!”

  Table of Contents

  From the back cover

  NIGHTMARE

  Also by John Tigges:

  Evil Dreams

  Dedication

  PROLOGUE THE DREAM

  PART ONE THE DREAM CONTINUES

  CHAPTER 1

  CHAPTER 2

  CHAPTER 3

  CHAPTER 4

  PART TWO THE VOICE SPEAKS

  CHAPTER 5

  CHAPTER 6

  CHAPTER 7

  CHAPTER 8

  PART THREE BLUE TREES

  CHAPTER 9

  CHAPTER 10

  CHAPTER 11

  CHAPTER 12

  CHAPTER 13

  CHAPTER 14

  PART FOUR CISTERN, NEW MEXICO

  CHAPTER 15

  CHAPTER 16

  CHAPTER 17

  CHAPTER 18

  EPILOGUE

 


 

  John Tigges, Evil Dreams

 


 

 
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