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Phebe turns to me, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
“You always know how to make a person feel special, Jeffrey. Thank you.”
I give her a shy smile in return. Instinctively, I reach for Phebe’s hand, our fingers intertwining as we both gaze upward. It feels like our souls are drawn into the cosmic dance unfurling above.
“Do you ever wonder what lies beyond those stars? What mysteries the universe holds?”
“All the time, Jeffrey. The vastness of the universe reminds me of how much there is to discover, both within ourselves and in the world around us.”
I take a moment to admire her, the soft moonlight casting a gentle glow on her face.
“Do you also ever wonder what the stars are trying to tell us? Each one holds a story, a piece of the universe waiting to be discovered,” I explain to her.
Phebe’s eyes meet mine, their depths shimmering with curiosity and affection.
“I do wonder, Jeffrey. I believe the stars hold secrets and messages meant for everyone to discover.”
“When I look at the stars, I see endless possibilities. Possibilities about the questions of the universe, possibilities about existence…” I trail off.
Phebe’s gaze lingers on my face, her voice filled with tenderness.
We fall into a comfortable silence until I break the moment by directing my eyes back to the sky. If I spend another minute staring at those beautiful eyes, I’ll do something I’ll regret later, like kissing those sensually delicious-looking lips. I notice how her eyes are fixed on the vast expanse above us. The stars seem to dance, their twinkling lights guiding their hearts toward a future filled with infinite possibilities.
As we sit there, a shooting star streaks across the sky, illuminating the darkness for a fleeting moment.
“Oh shit, that’s a shooting star!” Phebe says with excitement. I take a deep breath, realizing this is the perfect opportunity to express my deepest desires.
“Yes, it is. I believe it’s time to make a wish,” she says. I watch as she shuts her eyes while she makes her wish. My heart starts hammering fast against my chest as I stare at how she is glowing.
Phebe opens her eyes and turns to me, her eyes shimmering with emotion.
“What did you wish for?” I inquire.
“You know what I wish for? Just to be happy, to find someone who’ll look at the stars with me, and for a future woven with simple moments like this,” she says, and I frown. The thought of Phebe with another man sends uneasiness through my body. I’ve sworn off having a family of my own but, right now, I wonder what it would feel like to be the man Phebe is talking about. I shake my head, wondering why my thoughts are going in this direction.
I hope this will not get totally out of control. There is no hope of something between Phebe and me.
“We should head back inside,” I tell her, and she nods in response.
I’m achingly aware of her as we enter the beach house. It takes everything to remain rational with my thoughts. I walk her to her door and we stop in front of it.
“Thank you for a memorable night, Phebe,” I say, and she tilts her head upward staying silent. I swallow hard as I watch her lips part, revealing her pink tongue. My attention is on her eyes; there is an unspoken invitation in them. I lose it completely when she licks her lower lips. Without hesitation, I grasp her and draw her close against my body. Tilting my head downwards, I seize the opportunity to press my lips against hers. A moan escapes me as she wraps her arms around my neck. Instinctively, my hands settle on her waist. I bring us even closer, exploring every inch of her body within my reach.
“Jeffrey,” she breathes out as I plant kisses along the side of her neck. I grab her thighs, lifting them up until her legs are wrap around my waist. All I feel is desire. I caress the soft skin of her thighs while deepening the kiss. Sliding my hands beneath her, I let her scent guide me to the warm and moisture fathering at the junction of her thighs, touching her drenched panties with my hand.
“What have you done to me?” I ask, my desire intensifying.
“Oh,” she moans, squeezing her legs around me. Effortlessly, my hand slips into her panties, and I feel the moist folds of flesh signaling the entrance to her body.
“You’re so wet,” I let my admiration color my words.
“Only for you,” she says, her voice arousing in itself. Her words make me lose my last inhibitions. Ever since she returned, I’ve thought of being inside her again, of feeling her muscles tighten around me when she reaches climax. I can’t think of anything else. I can barely make it through the day without thoughts of that. I’ve denied this for far too long. Not anymore.
I continue exploring her, my thumb finding her clit, caressing it, while my other finger moves slowly, back and forth, in and out.
“Yes, only for me,” I mutter, completely focused on her pleasure. I lean her weight against the door.
“Oh, God, just like that,” she moans, her head resting on my chest. She feels incredible, and I crave more. With my other hand, I assist her, spreading her flesh to expose her swollen nub to my eager fingers, lightly pinching her to intensify the sensations coursing through her body. She’s responds so readily to my touch, her reactions guiding my actions.
