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Another wave.
Another flood.
His arms wrapped around me, holding me tight ashiships surged.
I couldn’t focus on him though.
I was reeling from what had just surged throughmeand I had to give my attention tothat.I was all out of breath, trying to get myself together, which Onyx thought was funny.
He picked usbothup from the chair like it was nothing and deposited me on the bed. He walked away and I heard him in my bathroom a moment later, first in my towel cabinet, and then running water.
What a gentleman, I thought, and then laughed, closing my eyes.
I felt good.
I felt fuckingamazing.
All that drama in my head, for nothing.
It was allfineand I was perfectly okay.
Until… I wasn’t.
The change was swift.
With my eyes still closed, I tried to wipe away sweat I logically understood was only my own but didn’t feel that way. My euphoric, post-orgasm feeling was rapidly replaced with an encompassing sensation akin to disgust, making my stomach twist in a knot.
All the praise Onyx had offered while he was buried in me, that illicit pride he’d induced had slipped away, leaving behind a feeling of being used that snaked around my throat, making it hard to breathe.
Icouldn’tbreathe.
I couldn’t—
I can’t…
“Tati—Tati—open your eyes.Hey—Hey.”
I forced myself to heed the voice, peeling my eyelids apart to find Onyx in front of my face in the dark.
“Breathe.Breathe.In through your nose. Out through your mouth,” he insisted, several times before I could actually pull together the synapses in my brain to actuallydo it.“Sit up,” he said, and I did, but it was a struggle, with my lungs on fire the way they were. Once I was upright, he pulled my freshly redone braids up off my neck, helping me feel instantly cooler as he kept talking me through the breaths.
In through my nose, out through my mouth.
Over, and over, until I’d finally calmed.
Momentarily.
My breathing difficulties were replaced with sobs—deep, wracking sobs I couldn’t just breathe through and couldn’t seem to stop. Sobs I didn’t even understand, which made them even more fucking… embarrassing.
“Tell me what you need.”
I pulled my head up from where I’d buried myself in my covers, looking into Onyx’s face.
“I don’t know.”
“What usually makes you feel better?”
I shook my head, confused at how the hell I was supposed to answer that, but I managed to blurt out one thing, “The shower.”
