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Was this going to be another thing I’d done wrong? I couldn’t bear the thought that it was another thing I’d failed at—not today.
“Jenna,” he said, his voice ragged, and my name hung in the air like there was so much more he wanted to say. But instead of speaking again, he dropped his mouth back to my breasts, and between pinching, sucking, and fondling, he brought me to the edge of my peak and threw me right over it. I arched my back, crying out as the pleasure surged through me.
I sagged back against the bed, spent and blissed out. “Holy shit. I didn’t even know it was possible to come from breast stimulation.”
He didn’t say anything, so I looked over to find him pulling off his clothes while his hungry gaze ate me up. He didn’t talk dirty like normal. Instead he put on a condom, spread out my legs, and slid right inside. I was soaked, so it was an easy glide, but he was big enough it was still a stretch.
I moaned and then wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling his chest down to mine. I needed to feel him over me, inside me, everywhere. I never wanted this to stop.
I didn’t want to lose him.
And that scared the shit out of me.
“Connor,” I whispered against his lips.
His eyes flared. “I know, Sugar. I’ve got you.”
He did have me, more than he knew, and much more than I’d ever planned.
I was never going to survive the end of this.
He stared at me as he thrust home over and over until we were both sweaty, panting, and right on the edge of pure bliss. I dug my fingers into his ass, my legs wrapped around him as I tried to urge him on. I was so close, but he refused to go faster, to fuck me hard and rough like he’d always done. Instead, he kept the pace slow and steady and torturous.
I’d never considered sex lovemaking. Honestly, the phrase seemed cliché to me, but as he moved deeper into me and stared down at me like I held the moon and stars in my eyes, I couldn’t help but feel like that’s exactly what we were doing—making love.
The thought hit me right as my orgasm crashed into me and I exploded around him, my pussy clenching so hard, he grunted and then I felt his body tense as he let out his own groan, coming in the condom.
Not once did he break eye contact. Not until he collapsed to the side of me and held me close, my leg draped over his, my arm over his stomach while he held my back and his other hand rested on my hip. We lay there in silence for a while until sleep finally claimed me.
I woke with a start, disoriented in the dark. When had we turned off the lights? The sound that woke me up came again, and I turned to Connor who cried out in his sleep. The ambient glow of the streetlamps through my window gave enough light for me to see him. His chest was covered in sweat and his head thrashed side to side.
“No,” he murmured, his voice broken and hoarse as if he had been screaming it for hours.
Tears filled my eyes as I tried to process how best to wake him up. I thought I remembered you weren’t supposed to wake someone out of a nightmare because they might react poorly, but I couldn’t bear to watch him suffer any longer.
I placed my hand on his sweaty chest. “Connor.”
His legs thrashed against the loose sheet covering them and I pulled it off his body before trying again. “Connor. You need to wake up.” I brushed my fingers over his short hair. “I’m right here. You’re okay. Wake up.”
His arm shot up and gripped my wrist, holding my hand to his chest at the same time that his eyes popped open, but it was like he was somewhere else, seeing something else. Then he blinked and sucked in a sharp breath before looking over at me. “Jenna?”
“I’m here,” I said, curling up against him. He pulled me into his arms, holding me tight like he was afraid I might let him go.
We didn’t speak for a while, but I couldn’t go back to sleep. My heart ached for him, and I wanted to ease some of his burden the way he always eased mine.
I waited until I felt his heart return to its normal steady rhythm from where I rested my head on his chest.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
He didn’t reply, but he tensed, and we were so close together there was no way I could miss it.
“Did something happen when you were in the army?” I asked, trying to keep my voice soft so he’d know this was a safe space to share. I’d heard stories of soldiers returning home with PTSD, but Connor had never shared anything about his time in the military with me. He still kept his past close to the vest.
But after the way he’d made love to me earlier, I didn’t want him to keep those parts of himself from me anymore.
He inhaled deeply and let it out slowly. For a second, I thought he would finally talk to me, but then he flipped us over so he was between my legs. There was a smile on his mouth, but it didn’t meet his eyes.
“I can think of something else I’d rather do.”
