Chapter 64: Gunshots part 2

In that split second, Edward felt lost. "Cassandra," her name escaped his lips in hushed tones. She let go of herself and caught her in her arms before falling. They collapsed to the floor. Swelled's eyes were red and filled with pain and tears. Her sob struck him in the chest like a dagger.

His heart was racing at a thousand miles per hour. His entire world was right in front of him, on the verge of collapsing. He turned around to see the two sick bastards on the ground.

His wife was bleeding in his arms. Behind him, he can hear muffled voices. Everything seemed surreal.

"Edward," she said quietly. His gaze met hers. So delicate, pure, and pure. "I'm sorry," she said in hushed tones, and Edward shook his head as he noticed her eyes slowly closing.

That's when he realized he'd lost his breath and needed to take a deep breath.

"No...!"

"Edward," Mark called after him. "Oh GOD! She needs to be taken to the hospital, she's losing a lot of blood," Edward exclaimed as he rushed out with her in his arms.

It's been an hour since the doctors wheeled her into surgery. He can't get the words that came out of the doctor's mouth out of his head. "Be quick or she won't make it."

Edward forced his way into the operating room, having the advantage of being one of the shareholders. And there He was. directly outside the corridor leading to the operating room

A hand pressed against Edward's shoulder. When he saw Mark, he turned.

"Your mother found out that your wife was shot, and they are on their way now," Mark said.

"I know how you feel about her, and I promise you, Edward, she'll be fine and back in your arms very soon," he said, squeezing his shoulder repeatedly.

The doctor came out as their attention was drawn to him before he could say anything.

"Doctor, how is my wife doing?" Edward inquired.

"She's- uuh..." says Cassidy.

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He picked her up and carried her inside after arriving at the house. He walked over to the guest room. "I want to sleep with you," she said softly.

He nodded and entered the room. He placed her gently on the bed. He took off her pants and shirt before taking off his own.

He sat beside her and rested. "Edward?

"You sure, sweetie?"

"Come closer," she said softly, and he moved closer. "Hold me," she said, and he wrapped his arms around her and got comfortable. "I love you," Edward froze.

"1-I love you too," he said surprised, "thank you for everything you've done." Before he could respond, she kissed him.

He kissed her again, closing his eyes. She gradually ascended on top of him. As their make-out session heated up, she pressed up against him. He groaned as he pulled away from the kiss and grabbed her waist. She leaned in and kissed his jawline, then his neck. As she kissed a particular spot, he let out a soft groan. She lowered her gaze to his chest. She licked his chest as well as one of his nipples. He bit his lower lip and leaned back.

"I appreciate everything," she said, kissing one of his abs after each word. He couldn't take it any longer, so he begged, "Please..." She gave a small smile. She yanked down his boxers and tossed them to the floor.

She took hold of his member and blew on the tip. "Sh*t," he moaned, his member twitching. She licked the head before kissing it. Edward clenched his eyes shut with a raspy groan.

He could feel her pushing him deep into her mouth. His tip repeatedly struck the back of her throat. He let out a loud moan while clutching her head. She gagged and became sloppy, but neither of them cared. He started to pulse, so she took him out of her mouth.

She quickly removed her pantyhose and lowered her wet womanhood onto him. She moaned as he moved in closer. "Your d*ck is getting bigger and bigger, and I miss it," she lamented. Edward tried to laugh, but the pleasure was too much for him.

She swirled her hips and placed her hands on his chest. "Mmm f*ck," she grumbled. His expression pushed her closer to the climax. She jumped up and down quickly, making him grunt. She tightened her grip on him. "You want to cum?" he seductively inquired. "Mhm!"

Edward smirked and slapped her curvy behind. She clenched her fists tighter around him. He bit his lower lip hard and clutched her hips.

"F*ck," he groaned as her juices ran down his member and thighs. Justine stood up and knelt over the couch after gaining strength. She teased, "Come on, love." Edward jumped up and came up behind her.

He took his member and positioned it at her opening before diving deep.

She moaned and hid her face behind the couch's arm. He yanked her head back, grabbing her silky hair.

"I want to hear you scream, sweetie," he panted, squeezing in and out of her.

"Love!" she exclaimed. She clenched her fist once more, causing him to pulse. "Cum with me, sweetie," he grumbled. Her legs shook again as she released her sticky mess onto him. He groaned, allowing his thrust to become sloppy.

She sobbed. He grabbed her hips and thrust into her. "Oh, Edward!" she exclaimed. Her legs began to shake, and she squirted everywhere. She climbed off of him after riding out her orgasm. She put him back in her mouth and took a deep breath.

His head fell back as his body shuddered and he came deep in her. He sighed. "Sweetie... It's... It's coming," he moaned. He soon let go of his load, and she swallowed it all. She ascended and sat on his lower stomach.

After calming down he picked up her body. He smiled as he wiped her lips before pulling her down for a kiss. She lay on his chest, slowly falling asleep. "Goodnight, sweetie," he said softly.