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This? This is me, throwing caution to the wind, betting it all on a chance that she might want this as much as I do.
"Good luck," the flight attendant says with a smile, and moves back behind the staff’s partition.
"Thanks," I offer back, but she's already gone. Luck. Maybe that's what I need. Yeah, a little bit of that, and a whole lot of Jules.
"Thirty minutes to landing," the pilot announces over the intercom. Thirty minutes until I see her, until I find out if this impulsive trip was the grandest gesture or the biggest mistake of my life.
I take one last gulp of whiskey, brace myself for the descent. Whatever happens next, I can't shake the feeling that my life is about to change, all because I couldn't stand one more night alone in that too-quiet house without her.
The wheels of my rental car grind against the upscale grit of downtown Houston as I navigate the streets with a purpose. Skyscrapers claw at the sky, each window reflecting my determined face back at me. I'm here on a mad dash of hope, fueled by Julia's whispered longing that crackled through the phone line and ignited something fierce within me.
"Damn it, Ryan," I mutter to myself, "since when do you jet off because of a wish?"
But that wish, her voice soft and vulnerable, was a siren call I couldn't resist. It's been a month of solitude, a month of echoing silence in the ranch house that seems too big without her laughter bouncing off the walls. A month of wrestling with the gnawing truth that the distance between us might just be more than miles.
I find a parking spot right outside her condo, which is a stroke of luck in the congested heart of the city, and I kill the engine. My hands are steady as I slip out of the car, but my heart? It's a wild stallion, galloping through my chest.
"Here goes nothing," I say to no one in particular, adjusting my hat out of habit before I catch myself. No cowboy brims here, just the raw nerves of a man about to lay it all on the line.
The lobby is cool and quiet, the marble floors echoing under my boots. The elevator ride up feels like an ascent to judgment day. Each ding of the floors passing sends a shiver down my spine until finally, the doors glide open with a soft chime. Her floor, her door, just down the hall.
My knock is firm, confident, or at least, that's the performance I give. Behind the bravado, my stomach is a tangle of nerves and hope. Seconds tick by, slow and syrupy until the door swings open.
"Ryan?" Julia's eyes widen, a perfect picture of surprise. The setting sun from her window frames her like she's the masterpiece in an art gallery, and hell, she might as well be.
"Surprise," I manage, the word feeling foreign on my tongue. It's not often I show up unannounced, not often I chase after someone like this. But Julia isn't just someone; she's the woman who's managed to lasso my grumpy heart and lead it into the light.
"Wha… How?" she stammers, one hand pressed to her chest as if to calm the rapid beat beneath.
"Let's just say, I wasn't fond of the idea of you wishing in vain." I step closer, my voice barely above a whisper now. Her apartment smells like her, warm and inviting, and I feel the last of my resolve melting away.
"Ryan," she breathes out my name like it's a lifeline, and maybe it is, for both of us.
"Hey, Jules." I tip my head, offering a smile that feels more genuine than any I've worn in weeks. "Mind if I come in?"
The door closes behind me with a click, and the world narrows down to the two of us. Her green eyes hold mine, fiery embers that ignite something primal within me. There's no space for words, no need for explanations as we collide in a fierce embrace.
"Ryan," Julia murmurs against my lips, her breath hot and quick. She tugs at my shirt, her fingers desperate and searching. I can feel the pulse of her heart through the thin fabric of her blouse, fast and erratic, matching the thunderous beat of my own.
"Jules," I groan, my voice rough with desire. It's a plea, a prayer, a name that means home. We're a tangle of limbs, a mess of need and urgency. Her hands are on my belt, fumbling with the buckle, and a low laugh rumbles in my chest. It’s been too long, and my body is alive with the promise of her touch.
"Bedroom," she manages between heated kisses, pulling me along. But I can't wait, not another second, not when she's here, real and wanting beneath my hands.
I don’t reply with words. Rather, I slide my hands up her shirt, feeling the firmness of her muscles beneath the thin material. Her skin is warm and smooth, her body tense with desire. I can feel her heart racing, her pulse beating wildly against the palm of my hand as I cup it against her chest.
Julia pushes me back, her eyes smoldering with desire. I feel the thrill of anticipation as she tugs at my zipper, her eyes never leaving mine.
"Take me," she murmurs, her voice low and husky. "Now."
I lift her up, cradling her in my arms as she wraps her legs around my waist. Her breasts press against my chest, her nipples hard and erect against my skin. I carry her to the bedroom, my heart pounding with excitement as I feel her body against mine.
I lay her down on the bed, her legs spread wide, and I can't help but stare at the wetness between her legs, glistening in the low light as I pull a condom from my wallet and roll it onto my shaft. Then I reach between her legs, my fingers brushing against her clit, making her moan softly.
She reaches forward, grabs my cock, and pulls me gently towards her entrance. I thrust inside her, feeling the warmth of her body enveloping me. I start moving, my hips rocking back and forth, her moans growing louder with each thrust.
Julia reaches up, pulling me down to her, kissing me deeply as we move in sync. Her nails dig into my back, her legs tightening around me with every thrust I make, her body arching into me as she cries out, her orgasm teetering on the edge.
I feel a surge of pleasure, my own orgasm building rapidly. I thrust harder, faster, feeling the tension within me coil tighter and tighter. Finally, I let go, the pleasure washing over me like a tidal wave, our bodies shaking with the force of our shared climax.
