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I finally couldn’t stand it anymore – without feeling something inside me, it was a little more difficult to come – and I turned my body around and eased his wet tip inside my pussy. Oh God… that set me off. He kissed me as I came, and I cried out in his mouth as his tongue brushed mine.
We fucked in an almost hypnotic state – that place where it feels like you’re half asleep, drunk on the sensual pleasure of another person’s body and everything that it’s doing to yours. I came over and over. The entire time I held on to him, so grateful for this gorgeous, amazing man – and that I got him back after the dark uncertainty of all we’d been through.
We fucked in almost every conceivable position, although I think my favorite was him entering me from behind, his chest against my back, reaching around me and grabbing my breasts and fondling them as he whispered I love you in my ear. As he rocked inside me, his breath grew shallower and his sounds more urgent. I turned my head and upper body so that I could look him in the eyes. Seconds after I did, he came – and then so did I. His sounds and animalistic lust tipped me over the edge one final time, and I clawed the sheets and his skin as I melted into orgasmic bliss.
Afterwards we lay like that for a very long while, spooning together front to back. He lightly kissed my ear and caressed my skin, and I held on tight to his strong arms wrapped around me – feeling safe, and loved, and utterly at peace.
181
Jack
Iwoke up from a nightmare.
In it, I was back at the gasworks in the standoff with Lou. He had his gun to Fiona’s head – but instead of pulling his gun away from her head, he shot her. Then, as I screamed, he shot me.
As I lay there dying in the sand, he came over and smiled.
Stupid motherfucker, he said. You never saw it comin’, did ya.
Then he raised his gun, pointed it at my head –
That’s when I woke up, drenched in sweat.
I looked over at Fiona. Early morning sunshine peeked in around the closed curtains and bathed her in rosy light. I thought about just a few hours earlier, and I wanted to reach out to her. To help me forget the dream.
But her beautiful face was so peaceful, I let her sleep instead.
I got a drink of water from the bathroom and checked my phone. It was 8AM –
And there was a message from a Phoenix area code.
Sloane.
With my bandaged hands, I clumsily pulled on my jeans. The shirt was going to be too much of a problem, so I just left it on the floor and stepped outside the room into the open air of the second-floor walkway.
A passing maid gawked at me standing there bare-chested, but I ignored her as I listened to the voicemail.
“Hey, sweet cheeks, just wanted to make sure you made it. I’m gonna assume you did, but… if you don’t mind… I’d like to hear your voice again. Call me.”
I hit ‘Call Back,’ and she answered almost immediately. “Thank GOD.”
“Bad news,” I said.
“What?!” she asked breathlessly.
“Lou shot off my dick.”
“Do NOT even joke about that. What the fuck happened?”
I told her everything. After it was all over, she whistled. “Damn, when you go caveman, Jack, you go fuckin’ caveman.”
“I guess.”
“You got any regrets?”
I guessed she was talking about the MC and the choices I’d made with the DEA. Instead, my mind wandered to Ali, and how I’d underestimated Lou all along.
“A lot of them. But about last night? No.”
