My mind was still in a whirl when I heard the bed squeaking. I opened my eyes, feeling dazed, only to see the burning blue gaze fixed on me. Adam’s face hovered above mine, moving up and down. His entire body was moving. His dick inside me was moving, too.
“You okay?” he said, sounding strangled.
I nodded, gasping when he brushed that spot again.
“Here?” he asked me, but all I could do was nod.
He kept fucking me hard and fast as his lips found mine in a flurry of stolen breaths and moans too loud for the room to contain them.
“I’m going to come,” I gasped, digging my nails into his waist. “Fuck.”
When he buried his face in my neck, I grabbed his ass with both hands to keep him attached to me. I could feel his muscles flexing as he kept thrusting hard and fast. He slid his hand between us and reached for my dick, but it was all over for me. He’d barely touched it when I spilled with a cry that probably alerted the entire neighborhood. He kept stroking me, gritting his teeth, until he pumped it all out, and I was drained. He lasted a few more thrusts, before he cursed and came with a shout. When he stilled, I could almost feel him unloading his spunk inside me. Every throb of his dick, every spurt splashing my insides… all of it. When he turned limp on top of me, I was officially brain-dead.
Silence ensued, not entirely comfortable, apart from our ragged breathing and the rain hammering against the windows. My mind was reeling, and my body felt numb. He was still buried inside me, and my legs were still spread wide. His body still covered mine. It was all the proof I needed that what happened, happened, because I kept doubting it despite his semen in my ass. When Adam finally pulled his dick out of me, I hissed, shocked by the sudden exit. He muttered, “Sorry”, before collapsing on the bed beside me, but other than that, neither of us said a word.
It couldn’t be good, could it, this collective muteness that overtook the room? Adam was lying on his back with his arm thrown over his face, but that didn’t seem encouraging either. I shook my head in frustration, cursing the “I told you so” that appeared in my head. It was the best sex of my life, dammnit! I wanted to ask him if he felt the same, but I couldn’t force a word out of my mouth. Looking him in the eye wasn’t an option either, so I rolled over onto my stomach. Seeing guilt or regreton his face would gut me, so I decided to postpone it as long as possible.
When I felt something on my back, I flinched unwillingly. It felt like a finger, writing words on my skin in a language I didn’t understand. When it stopped at the end of my spine, I closed my eyes.
“What’s this?” Adam said. “It’s not a bullet wound.”
“No, it’s from shrapnel,” I muttered into a pillow.
“Where the fuck did you get that?”
“I served two tours in the Sommet province.”
He reached for my arm, making me turn and look at him. His sky-blue eyes were fixed on me as if they could see into my soul.
“I didn’t know you served.”
I shrugged. “I’m an army brat, remember? I wanted to follow in my father’s footsteps, but when my platoon got stuck in a minefield, things didn’t quite go our way. A few of my guys lost their lives, while I… Well, let’s just say that I’m lucky I’m still walking today.”
“So, that’s how you ended up policing?”
“That’s how I ended up policing.”
His eyes narrowed. “What else don’t I know about you?”
Instead of a reply, I asked him a question I dreaded.
“Do you regret it?”
“No, I don’t regret it,” he said flatly.
“Did you like it?”
He bopped me on the head. “How dare you ask me that shit?”
Was that a yes?
He could probably see the confusion on my face because his expression softened.
“Yes, I liked it. Not just the sex bit. I like you. All of you. I like the way you walk, talk, smell, and just are. I like how perfect you are in this shitty world. I like how you behave as if I’m a human being, which is a courtesy I never extended to you. I likeyou because you are kind enough to be my sleep token, although I don’t deserve it. I like you because you don’t know your worth, although you’re better than any other person I know. Having sex with you blew my mind and made every other person in the world not an option for me.”
“You don’t mean that,” I squeaked, barely able to speak.
He gave me a blank look. “Of course I do. My brief stay in your ass was an otherworldly experience that I would very much like to repeat.”
