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“Cheree,” his whisper breaks against my mouth.
“JD,” I breathe out. My fingers trail over the stubble on his jaw, feeling the raw texture.
The world narrows down to the space where our bodies meet, every touch a word in the story we’re writing together. It’s not just physical, it’s the naked truth of me, Cheree, laid bare before him, inside and out.
“Tell me what you want,” JD murmurs, eyes searching mine for secrets only he can read.
“Everything,” I confess, “Everything you have to give.”
His hands, strong and sure, roam my body, mapping the geography of my yearning.
Heat.
Skin on skin.
JD’s touch ignites a fire, flickering to life with each stroke. I shiver. It’s different, it’s what I crave. More than Tank ever gave. His hands, they ask—never take.
“More,” I whisper.
JD listens. His fingers trace the curve of my hip. It’s the attention Tank never paid. It’s reverence. Worship. My skin is on fire as JD reads every line, every scar.
The sensation is intense. A contrast to the hollow touches of before. JD’s mouth explores, his tongue writing promises along my collarbone. Promises Tank never kept.
“Please.” It’s a plea for the fulfillment that has always eluded me.
His breath against my neck is hot.
This isn’t just lust. It’s a hunger for connection, for someone who can match the storm within me. Someone who doesn’t just take, but gives—fully, completely.
I arch into him, I’m ready and willing to risk everything.
For this.
For us.
For the chance at a passion that consumes rather than leaves me cold.
“Yours,” he murmurs, and the word is a balm to the scars of my past.
“Mine,” I affirm. Because it’s my turn to claim, to possess the pleasure I’ve been denied. With JD, I’m no longer just surviving, I am thriving in the raw intensity of our union.
His hands are on me. Warmth spreading where they touch. My skin tingles, alive under his fingertips.
“Tell me what you need,” JD whispers, voice rough like gravel, yet tender.
“More... I need more than just... this.” I gasp, words catching in my throat. My fingers dig into his back, pulling him closer, as if I could meld him into my very being.
“Cheree, what is more to you?”
“Connection... I crave something deeper.” I breathe out, vulnerable under his scrutiny. “Not just a body’s warmth but... a heart’s fire.”
“Ah, Cheree,” he murmurs, and his lips trail down my jaw, a feather-light contrast to the burning intensity in his eyes. “I want to be that flame.”
His mouth claims mine again, a kiss sealing his promise, and I fall into the abyss of sensation, knowing he’s there with me, ready to catch me. Ready to soar with me.
“Mine,” I whisper against his lips.
This is all new for me and I’m still learning, the give and take of touch, the push and pull of need. JD, he listens to my body like it’s speaking to him, murmuring secrets only he can understand.
