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I gasp at the impact, arching my back off the bed. His length stretches me, filling me up. He waits for me to get accustomed to every inch of him. I let out a wanton moan at how good he feels inside of me, biting my lips.

He delves into me without warning, catching me off guard.

"Michael!" I moan.

He groaned, pulling out of me. He slams into me again with a force that has my eyes rolling back into their sockets. My brain melts into a puddle, and a wave of pleasure shoots through me. He moves out again, grunting, and then thrusts into me again, fisting our entwined hands.

"Shit, you are so tight!"

I moan, grasping the back of his head and sliding my fingers into the thick mass of hair, fisting them. My walls clenched tightly around him, his cock stretching me.

I cry out in bliss, throwing my head backward.

He feels so good. So fucking good. I can't help the tears that form in my eyes.

I throw my legs around him, clenching my thigh around him as he moves in and out of me, each thrust more intense than the last. He must have noticed my desperation. My need for him to move faster than he was. He doubles up his pace, pumping and out of me with vigor.

He slams into me mercilessly, my screams echoing through the room's walls.

His thrusts were mind-numbing and filled me with euphoria. They extract sounds from me. The ones I didn't know I was capable of making. They sound so foreign to my ears.

"Fuck, Serena!" A growl ripples from his chest, his thrusts growing more potent. My legs quake uncontrollably beneath him. I writhe in pleasure, suppressing my moans with my mouth. But he brushes my palm off my mouth, wanting to milk out every sound he can get from me.

"Oh, shit!"

"Yes, that's it. Cum with me, Serena." He groans, fiddling with my nipple. His thrusts and his fingers on my breasts stimulate me, heightening my pleasure to its peak. I clench around him, my toes curling, and we both hit our climax with an animalistic growl eluding him.

His head drops to my chest, and mine drops to the pillow. Our loud breathings fill the room. My eyelids became heavy, and I could barely move a limb. He pulls out of me, discarding the condom. Then, he kisses me softly before rolling off me.

I snuggle into him, placing my head on his chest. My eyes snap shut.

That one night. Filled with an intimacy that shook me to the core. I could have seen everything coming but not waking up to a cold bed. I woke up that morning, hoping to see him.

But he was just gone without a trace.

Like he was never there. Like he never existed.

Chapter 5

Déjà vu

Serena

My head hurts so badly. A banging headache hammers at my temples, and my eyelids are itchy. My mind is a mess, and I am restless. I barely got any ounce of sleep last night. My thoughts are occupied with the events from three years ago that still felt as fresh as yesterday.

I lay lazily under the covers, staring into space.

Spending a passionate night in the arms of a stranger, only to wake up to an empty, cold bed. A harsh reminder that what we shared the night before was just a fling. He left me without a word. He didn’t even have the decency to allow me to wake up first before he left.

We could have handled it like adults and gone our separate ways after saying goodbye. But no, he chose the easy way out and disappeared without a trace.

His disappearance made me feel like I was nothing to him that morning. I didn't know him, but I allowed him to use me. It was painful.

My struggles to move past it was overwhelming. His face, his touch, and every word he said to me lingered in memory, and I had a hard time letting it go.

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And now that I’m back in the US to start fresh, he comes back into my life like nothing happened.

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