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Zeb falters above me.
“Please don’t stop.” I wrap my legs around his hips, loving the way he rocks reverently in and out.
It’s our second time making love this morning. Unlike the fury and passion of our first coupling, his cadence is slow and unhurried, as if he wants this moment to last.
I agree with that sentiment. I never want to forget how I feel when he’s fucking me, or when his lips press against mine.
His breath hitches as he hits a telltale rhythm.
“Do you feel me?” Low and husky, his voice sends licks of flames shooting down my spine.
His invasion within me swells as his cock seems to grow impossibly thicker.
“I feel you.” I grip his arms as he holds himself off my chest, loving the slow drag of his cock in and out. I tilt my pelvis, needing to feel him deeper than ever before.
My legs tremble and my breath hitches as he sends me up and over the edge. My orgasm crashes all around me as the pace of his thrusts increase. Zeb chases his release, fucking harder, faster, desperate to join me in pleasure. His body tenses then jerks, as he comes deep inside of me, then he collapses over me, breaths tugging, chest heaving.
“That was…” My entire body feels strung out, tingling everywhere at once. My pussy throbs, part pleasure, part soreness, from the vigor of Zeb’s efforts.
“Incredible.” Zeb brushes the hair from my forehead and leans down for a kiss.
I don’t know how long we stay in bed, but I close my eyes for a moment, then find myself waking up hours later, alone in bed.
Lying on my back, I stare at the ceiling, feeling incredibly and wonderfully alive. When I move my hand to Zeb’s side of the bed, the sheets are cold, but his unique scent remains. I roll over and grab his pillow, bringing it close to my chest. Even though he’s not here, his presence lingers.
Memories of our passionate morning bring a smile to my face. The way we made love with such intensity, losing ourselves in the other? It was like the rest of the world didn’t exist.
We’re connected now. On a level I’ve never experienced with another man.
Lazily, I climb out of bed and stretch, then head to the bathroom to take a long shower.
After getting dressed, I meander into the living room where my sight snags on a letter Zeb left. Curious, I pick it up and start reading:
My dearest love,
You are more beautiful than words can say. This morning was amazing. You’re amazing. Unfortunately, work calls me away.
My heart swells with Zeb’s words and tears of happiness prick at my eyes. The love letter continues with Zeb telling me how much he loves me and how happy he is. How he loves sharing these intimate moments and how he never wants them to end.
Don’t forget sparring practice this afternoon, and don’t eat a big lunch. Remember our bet.
Love
Zeb
Ah, my cheeks flush. Yes, I remember the bet.
By the time I finish reading his letter, happy tears stream down my face.
Using an app on my phone, I arrange for Guardian’s internal transport system to pick me up and take me to The Facility, where I’ll meet with therapists and begin the work managing my trauma.
For the most part, life is slowly getting back to normal. To fill my time while Zeb’s away, I volunteer at the local animal shelter, and I’m looking into working at a veterinarian’s office, doing whatever they need me to do.
I’ve got a few months before applications for next year go out, and I need to secure new recommendations. I’m not giving up on my dream.
Someday, I’ll be a vet, but until then, I’m enjoying life.
But there’s tension in the air.
