rose higher and higher. Jack seemed to instinctively know just where to take her, finally pushing her knees toward her head and pounding relentlessly, slamming so hard inside her that his balls slapped her ass. She welcomed it eagerly, wanting to hold him there for an eternity and never let him go.
But release loomed ever closer and try as she might, she couldn’t hold it back. Like an oncoming train, it came faster and faster, careening toward her until she couldn’t run from it anymore.
“Jack, I’m coming!” she cried out, her voice ragged. The answering cry was his as he jettisoned hot cum deep into her pussy, dragging her into a crashing orgasm that tore her in two. She cried, knew she drew blood as she buried her fingernails in his back, but she was helpless to stop. Pleasure like she’d never known before swept her into a frenzy. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she screamed again, a second, more powerful orgasm shooting through her like lightning, melting her from the inside out. When she could finally feel his weight on top of her, could feel her trembling legs lowering onto the mattress, could feel their bodies entwined in the moist sweat of their own frantic lovemaking, she knew that what had just happened was special. He held her against him, stroking her hair and her skin, pressing light kisses to the top of her head. Her heart squeezed painfully and she fought back the melancholy that threatened to overwhelm her.
Dreams were a magical link to her desires, and she knew there was a reason she’d dreamed of him every night. But what she experienced now was no dream and hadn’t been since Jack had reappeared in her life. It was time to stop living in a fantasy world of her own making and face the reality of what was happening. 49
Jaci Burton
She’d been given an amazing gift, and no matter how much it hurt, she wouldn’t rail at the injustice of it all.
But not yet. She needed a little while longer to feel him against her, to commit every touch, every look, every kiss to her memory.
Sometime later they still stroked each other, still kissed each other, and Kate could no longer hold her questions in silence.
Despite the tenuous hold they had on each other right now, she had to know.
“Jack?”
“Yeah?”
“Why did you leave me?”
He rolled over onto his back and took her with him, cradling her against his side. Her head rested on the left side of his chest, and she knew as soon as she lay her ear against it what she’d hear.
Nothing.
“I had to leave, Katie. It wasn’t my choice. But I didn’t want to. You know I didn’t. Not with so much left unsettled. I had things left to do. Mistakes I made with you that I didn’t have enough time to fix.” He sighed and squeezed her hand. “You know, you always think you have all the time in the world to do the things you want to do. I wish I had known what was going to happen in time to fix it. But I didn’t. Or maybe I did. Hell, I don’t know now. Maybe I saw the signs and ignored them. But I swear I didn’t know about my bad heart, about how the years of stress and overwork would take their toll.”
She lifted her head and looked deeply into his eyes, seeing the sorrow, the regret, knowing that the past five years had been as miserable for him as they’d been for her.
“I didn’t know I was going to die, Kate.”
50
Dream On
Neither did she. But he had. Without warning. Just like that, he was gone. One day he was fine, the next he was dead. The doctor told her that the heart attack was devastating, that he had to have felt some pain for weeks or months beforehand. But he hadn’t said a word. Instead, he’d died at the office after working late one night. Leaving so much unsaid and unfinished between them.
“Is that why you’re back? To make up for all you didn’t do before you died?”
“Yes. I wasn’t finished, Katie. Not with you, not by a long shot. I wanted that forever with you that we’d talked about. I hated that
But release loomed ever closer and try as she might, she couldn’t hold it back. Like an oncoming train, it came faster and faster, careening toward her until she couldn’t run from it anymore.
“Jack, I’m coming!” she cried out, her voice ragged. The answering cry was his as he jettisoned hot cum deep into her pussy, dragging her into a crashing orgasm that tore her in two. She cried, knew she drew blood as she buried her fingernails in his back, but she was helpless to stop. Pleasure like she’d never known before swept her into a frenzy. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she screamed again, a second, more powerful orgasm shooting through her like lightning, melting her from the inside out. When she could finally feel his weight on top of her, could feel her trembling legs lowering onto the mattress, could feel their bodies entwined in the moist sweat of their own frantic lovemaking, she knew that what had just happened was special. He held her against him, stroking her hair and her skin, pressing light kisses to the top of her head. Her heart squeezed painfully and she fought back the melancholy that threatened to overwhelm her.
Dreams were a magical link to her desires, and she knew there was a reason she’d dreamed of him every night. But what she experienced now was no dream and hadn’t been since Jack had reappeared in her life. It was time to stop living in a fantasy world of her own making and face the reality of what was happening. 49
Jaci Burton
She’d been given an amazing gift, and no matter how much it hurt, she wouldn’t rail at the injustice of it all.
But not yet. She needed a little while longer to feel him against her, to commit every touch, every look, every kiss to her memory.
Sometime later they still stroked each other, still kissed each other, and Kate could no longer hold her questions in silence.
Despite the tenuous hold they had on each other right now, she had to know.
“Jack?”
“Yeah?”
“Why did you leave me?”
He rolled over onto his back and took her with him, cradling her against his side. Her head rested on the left side of his chest, and she knew as soon as she lay her ear against it what she’d hear.
Nothing.
“I had to leave, Katie. It wasn’t my choice. But I didn’t want to. You know I didn’t. Not with so much left unsettled. I had things left to do. Mistakes I made with you that I didn’t have enough time to fix.” He sighed and squeezed her hand. “You know, you always think you have all the time in the world to do the things you want to do. I wish I had known what was going to happen in time to fix it. But I didn’t. Or maybe I did. Hell, I don’t know now. Maybe I saw the signs and ignored them. But I swear I didn’t know about my bad heart, about how the years of stress and overwork would take their toll.”
She lifted her head and looked deeply into his eyes, seeing the sorrow, the regret, knowing that the past five years had been as miserable for him as they’d been for her.
“I didn’t know I was going to die, Kate.”
50
Dream On
Neither did she. But he had. Without warning. Just like that, he was gone. One day he was fine, the next he was dead. The doctor told her that the heart attack was devastating, that he had to have felt some pain for weeks or months beforehand. But he hadn’t said a word. Instead, he’d died at the office after working late one night. Leaving so much unsaid and unfinished between them.
“Is that why you’re back? To make up for all you didn’t do before you died?”
“Yes. I wasn’t finished, Katie. Not with you, not by a long shot. I wanted that forever with you that we’d talked about. I hated that
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