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Phebe's fingers wrap around my back, pulling me closer for another kiss. After we part, I remove my briefs, guiding myself into her, groaning as I feel her tightness envelop me.
“Jeffrey,” Phebe gasps as I penetrate her fully. I hold myself above her, gritting my teeth, desperately trying to maintain control. Her fingers scrape my back, urging me to move.
“Who wants you to have control?” she mutters before gently biting my earlobe. My control shatters, and I start moving in and out of her with intensity. She gasps, and I grunt in response. Holding back my own climax, I wait for her.
Just before I reach my breaking point, she screams as her orgasm washes over her. I closely follow closely grunt of my own. There is nothing more exquisite than this moment.
* * *
I frownas wake up hours later, only to find my bed empty. Hoping to see Phebe, I quickly glance around, but it’s clear she isn’t here. I push the sheet away and grab my pants from the floor, intending to leave my room and search for her. However, I notice that the balcony door is open. I change direction and head towards the balcony. There, I instantly see Phebe's silhouette, lost in deep in thought. I approach her slowly, and that's when I notice she is holding something.
My heart starts races as I see the delicate chain in her hand. The pendant gleams in the soft light, and I immediately recognize it – the necklace I gave her all those years ago. A rush of emotions overwhelms me, catching me completely off guard. She kept it all this time.
"Phebe," I begin, my voice gentle. Startled, she jumps and turns around.
"Jeffrey, did I wake you?" She whispers, and I shake my head. Approaching her, my gaze fixed on the necklace.
"You still have this?"
She looks up, her eyes meeting mine.
"Yes," she replies softly.
"I've kept it all these years. It's always with me. I found comfort in it."
My chest tightens as memories of the day I gave her that necklace flood my mind, the day I poured my heart out to her.
Seeing it in her hands, knowing she held onto something that connected us, stirs something within me. It's like a fog is lifting, and I'm starting to see Phebe in a different light. I realize there's so much I don't know about what transpired all those years ago, so much she's been endured, so much that led her to the choices she made.
Standing there, with the weight of our past and present hanging between us, I silently make a vow to myself. I want to understand what truly happened back then. I want to uncover the truth, even if it means facing painful revelations. I want to unravel the secret Phebe is hiding, the one that keeps her in constant fear.
"I thought you would have thrown it away," I whisper, noticing her hand tightly gripping the necklace.
"That would be like throwing a piece of me away. I've grown attached to it, Jeffrey. I've also shown…." Her voice trails off, and I furrow my brows.
"Shown who? Your husband?" I can’t help but find it hard to believe that she would share something like this with her husband.
"No, of course not. I showed my friend, Mabel." Memories flood my mind of when we were each other’s only friends in Sausalito. After all, who would have wanted to befriend with me back then?
I glance at her wanting to believe every word she says, but it’s still difficult to fully let go with Phebe. I know I must proceed with caution until I unravel the mysteries of that night. My heart aches.
With a nod and a sincere smile, I look into Phebe’s eyes, hoping she can sense the honesty in my words.
"I'm glad you kept it," I say softly, my voice carrying more weight than I intended.
"There's much we need to discuss, Phebe."
She meets my gaze, her eyes reflecting a blend of emotions.
"I know. And we will, Jeffrey. When the time is right," she responds, her voice equally gentle.
"When will that be?" I ask.
"Soon," she replies with a melancholic smile.
"I'll wait for as long as it takes," I assure her.
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