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About Shadows of my Past: Visions of death, sorrow, and anguish are common for Desi while working with the St. Louisville Police Department as a consultant in tracking down kidnappers and murders. However, a single touch from Barcuilai and her visions were of another time and place. Why then was the man in her visions standing right in front of her in the present? Desi wasn't sure how to handle these visions of sorrow that she saw when she touched Barcuilai. They troubled her in a way that made her feel as if her very soul was being torn apart. She wanted to flee; just as much as she wanted to erase the pain from his golden eyes. Together Barcuilai and Desi could not deny the connection they felt for one another. Will Barcuilai find love once more only to lose it again when Desi becomes the target of the very serial killers she's helping the police track down or will Desi just become another shadow of his past?

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Barcuilai arrived at Desi’s apartment moments after the sun had set. When Desi opened the door, she was wearing a white silk blouse that clung to her curves, a tight black skirt that came just above her knees and black high heels with a white strip running across her toes. For a moment he couldn’t say anything. She always looked lovely dressed in her casual clothes but to see her all dressed up, she even was more stunning. Realizing he still hadn’t said anything yet he bowed and held his hand out for her. “Desi, I must say you look ravishing tonight.” Desi placed her hand in his. She still wore the delicate white gloves. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her, breathless. Barcuilai pulled away from her, “Are you ready to see my world?” he asked.

Desi stepped out into the hallway and locked up. “Quite ready, my good sir,” she said while blushing slightly at trying to seem so lady-like when all she wanted to do was pull him into her apartment and have her way with him until she was so exhausted that neither one could leave the bed.

“Then come with me.” Barcuilai said while taking her arm in his.

“Are you going to tell me where you’re taking me?” Desi asked, smiling up at him.

“That, my dear, is a surprise.”

Desi and Barcuilai exited the apartment building just as the rain began falling. Barcuilai hailed a cab, but by the time they had gotten inside they where both a little wet. Desi’s top had almost become transparent as hunger burned in his eyes. Barcuilai told the driver where to go but he knew it would not be soon enough. He had to control his hunger for just a little longer. *

The cab pulled up outside what looked like a castle. The rain was still coming down strong, Barcuilai handed the cab driver some money then turned to Desi. “I’m sorry, my lady, but I’m afraid we're going to have to make a dash for the door or else we will be completely soaked.” He smiled devilishly.

“Are you crazy? Run in these heels?” Desi exclaimed.

“Hum, that’s a problem. I can’t have you falling and hurting yourself; that just won’t do.”

Without a word Barcuilai exited the cab and went to Desi’s side and opened the door.

“What are you doing?”

In one swift motion, he swooped Desi up into his arms and ran with her until he got her to the safety of the porch. Only then did he set her down so he could open the door. “Welcome to my home.” Barcuilai said while gesturing for her to enter before him.

Once inside Desi glanced around. The house was huge. In fact you could possibly fit her entire apartment building in his house. “Wow!” is all that she said. Barcuilai looked at Desi standing in his doorway, water dripping to create a puddle on the floor. Her shirt was completely see through, her nipples were taught against the clingy fabric. “Let’s get you upstairs to dry off before you get cold.” Barcuilai said with hunger burning in his gaze.

“Lead the way.” Desi said with a knowing smile. The tour of the house would have to wait until later. Barcuilai needed her now, and she wanted him.

As soon as they entered Barcuilai’s bedroom he couldn’t keep from touching or kissing her any longer. She looked far too sexy in wet clingy clothes. He had to have her.

Barcuilai kissed Desi with a passion that burned through her, sending heat though her entire body. This wasn’t going to be the timid love making of new lovers; no, this was primal. His kisses seemed to scorch her skin, his mouth moved down her throat nibbling at the base where her pulse beat. All the while his hands worked at unbuttoning her little white silk blouse, letting it fall to the floor.

“You’re magnificent,” he whispered against the hollow of her throat. His hands quickly went back to work removing her damp bra, throwing it alongside to the discarded blouse.

Desi stepped back from him for a moment. She undid the clasp on the back of her skirt and let it slide to the floor in a heap. She stepped out of it and stood before him in nothing more than a pair of see through red panties and her black high heels; her breast heaving with passion. Barcuilai inhaled from the striking beauty that stood before him. The sent of her arousal was in the air which served to add to his desire.

Desi started to bend down to remove her panties herself when Barcuilai stopped her. “No! Let me.” She looked at him, her lips parting in surprise as she saw the raw need swimming in his eyes. Before she could say or do anything Barcuilai’s mouth came down hard on hers stealing any words that she may have wanted to say. He pushed Desi back toward the king size bed while never breaking the kiss.

Desi felt the edge of the bed against her legs. Barcuilai broke the kiss as he pressed her down onto the soft mattress. His lips trailed a path down her body as she lay back. He took one erect nipple into his warm mouth and then the other giving each one the attention they deserved; they were a true thing of beauty. His hands moved down under her buttock and in a swift motion he removed Desi’s last piece of clothing. Standing up he looked down at her lying there on his bed with her ebony hair fanned out around her, her green eyes dazed with passion, her lips swollen from his kisses, a soft flush covered her pale skin revealing her desire, and her legs where slightly parted waiting for him to take her. She was his and it was more than he could ever have hoped or dreamed for. At last he’d found her and he could never let her go. Barcuilai reigned in his own needs as he removed his clothes. He wanted nothing more than to make love to her in a way that left no doubt in her mind what he felt for her.

Desi opened her arms in a silent invite for him to join her in the bed. Instead he knelt down pushing her legs apart and buried his face in her womanhood. Desi squirmed and moaned at the pleasure his tongue was creating. It was an exquisite touch, yet she needed something more... but couldn’t get the words out. As if he read her thoughts he slipped his finger into her while still working his magic with lips and tongue. Desi began to thrust her hips demanding more, not with words but with the actions of her body. She could feel the pressure building inside her. She thought that she would die from the pleasure he was creating inside her. Then in an instant he stopped and stood before her. Desi pushed herself up enough that she could reach out and pull him to her, kissing him with a need that she didn’t know she had. His lips tasted of her desire. She wanted to make him feel the same pleasure that he’d given her. She pushed him back on the bed, taking control. Now it was Desi’s turn to run kisses down his throat, nibbling on his neck and shoulders, then she took each nipple into her mouth and pressed it in-between her teeth lightly until he moaned in pleasure. Unsure at first, Desi took his erection into her hands and slowly slid her mouth over him. She glanced up to see the expression in his eyes. Seeing the need in his eyes she became more confident that she was doing it right. She grabbed his hand, making him hold his manhood for her while she continued to make love to him with her mouth. She made sure that he watched as she placed her hand between her own legs. She could see the flare of desire as he watched her slide her fingers into herself, building her own desire to a burning inferno. She didn’t think it could be possible but it seemed watching her he grew even harder inside the warmth of her mouth.

“No more!” Barcuilai said as if it pained him. “You’re going to make me lose control.” He growled out.

“That might be a good thing.” Desi sighed in a sexy voice as she rose up and moved over him to straddle him. Slowly she lowered herself down, letting the fullness of him penetrate deep inside her. Desi rocked slowly at first, then faster and faster as she began to lose control. The passion growing to the point of release, she could feel his fingers pressing into her hips as he helped raise her up and down with more force. In one fervor moment she screamed out in release.

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