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It’s just that steady building process into what we know is going to be a glorious end. I expect it, and yet, I cry when it comes.
I cry because it’s pleasure, I don’t feel I deserve. It washes over me like ice-cold water, making me shiver violently.
I’m surprised at how intense it is because I can’t shake it off.
I just have to let it run its long course.
During my own orgasm, he comes as well, and he doesn’t do it outside of me. I feel his hot load spew into me, filling me up, a wonderful addition to crown my climax.
The both of us fall to the bed after that exhilarating action, breathing not too heavily, but enough that it distorts our speech.
“I couldn’t control myself,” he rasps and strokes me in the spot where he just came, fingering my honeypot, where his cream still seeps out of.
“You don’t have to. I loved it.” I snuggle into him.
I would have loved to sleep, and in fact am able to get a few hours’ sleep.
I’m woken sometimein the dead of the night by a nudging hardness against my entrance.
Oh, yes!
Almost unconsciously, I raise my legs and help guide the entry, leading to another beautiful subconscious penetration. I have no idea how many other times we did it in the night, but that wasn’t the last.
In the morning, however, when I’m fully awake, Jordan isn’t on the bed. After scanning the empty sheets with my hands, I eventually settle for opening my eyes and I see him fully dressed on my room couch.
My tired look immediately morphs into one of terror and my heart drops to the pit of my stomach when I see him holding the exact same file that I’d been looking for.
The one I want to be in the hands of literally anyone else but his…
13
JORDAN
Of course, she knew.
Of course, she fucking knew.
I look at the document in my hands and move my eyes back to her. Rebecca’s gaze betrays her guilt instantly. Even though she’s just waking up, the instant realization in her wide eyes tells me all I need to know.
Still, I feel the need to ask. It feels like maybe…just maybe, there’s a chance that I’m missing a few things.
Maybe there are dots that I’m not connecting properly.
I want to give her a chance. For the love I have for her, I want to give her the benefit of the doubt.
“What’s this?” I try my best to sound as calm as possible…to not scream.
It works…and it doesn’t. While my voice is low, it comes out as a menacing growl that almost terrifies me but for the pent-up anger and frustration within me.
She doesn’t answer at first and instead gives this annoying rapid blink, stuttering and not making it past her first sentence.
“Ah…I wa…you shouldn’t be w…” her eyelids flutter rapidly and she shakes her head trying to organize her thoughts.
“Rebecca, I’m only going to ask this once more. What the fuck is this?” I demand again…slower this time in case her brain is having problems comprehending the words that I speak.
I see a brief stroke of another kind of terror flash in her eyes…not of what she’s done, but what I might do to her.
She’s right to be afraid…I’m angry right now.
