pulled at his clothing and quickly discarded her own. Before he was fully undressed, she was on him with her lips and hands, touching, kissing and licking every inch of his body. The pent up animalistic urges which she was forced to suppress in the bedroom with Peter were finally unleashed.
Her flesh was burning hot. She was hungry, famished, and Dominick fed her desire. She didn ’t want to waste time with foreplay. She wanted him inside her – now. She straddled him and held tightly onto his shoulders. She pounded her body against his with a force that shook the room. The headboard banged loudly against the wall and one of the lamps on the nightstand toppled over and fell to the floor. Her knees scraped on the sheet until they were raw. Her breathing grew louder, thunderous, and she cried out. Passion exploded inside of her. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she was temporarily blinded by euphoria.
Their bodies remained engaged together long after they both climaxed. She stayed on top of him and hung her head into her chest while she caught her breath.
She slowly rolled off of Dominick and stared at the ceiling with a heavenly smile. Every pore in her body tingled and she never wanted the feeling to end.
#
Once home, Heather showered and douched twice, but she swore she could still smell Dominick’s scent on her. She sat on the bed, hugged her knees to her chest and glanced at the clock. Peter wouldn’t be home for hours, so she still had time to shake the guilt that she bore.
Her past sexual experiences were far from pristine, and this certainly wasn ’t the most unethical of her liaisons, but it certainly felt like it. She swore she would never see Dominick again. She told herself that it was done, it was over, it was out of her system, and now she could forget about him and move forward with her life.
Chapter Ten:
Tyler jumped into Justin ’s lap, clasped his fingers behind Justin’s neck and crossed his legs over the arm of the couch.
Justin grunted and laughed. “You’re gonna kill me one of these days doing that.” He cradled Tyler in his arms and leaned back so the couch reclined.
Tyler snuggled and rested his head on Justin ’s shoulder while they both watched TV. Neither spoke. Tranquility echoed in the silence. Justin longed for days like this, when the simple act of cuddling together on the couch brought quiet intimacy. Thoughts of David lingered in the back of his mind. He remembered the days when they used to lie in each other’s arms, sometimes for hours, without saying anything, before getting out of bed. It felt like a century ago. Justin pushed the vision from his head – the pain was still too fresh – and he wondered if he would share that strong bond with anyone again. He shifted in the recliner. Tyler started to move off of his lap, but he pulled Tyler back. Justin enjoyed the closeness and the security of someone in his arms, even if Tyler’s bony pelvis was cutting off the circulation in his thigh.
They resumed watching television, without speaking. Justin let out a contented sigh and Tyler grinned up at him. He knew Tyler wanted to say something, so he waited, but the grin was frozen on Tyler’s face.
“ What?” Justin asked, with a smile.
“ Nothing,” Tyler replied, with an innocent shrug of his shoulder.
“ Why are you smiling at me like that?”
“ You don’t know?”
“ No. What’s going on?”
“ I love you, Delicious.”
It was something Justin didn ’t want to hear. He adored Tyler, but he didn’t love Tyler. Justin didn’t know how to reply and the silence in the room turned unpleasant and awkward. Justin needed to say something – anything – but he couldn’t brandish the sting of unreciprocated love onto Tyler. It would be too cruel.
Tyler pressed his lips together and lowered his eyes. “You don’t have to say anything. I don’t care if you don’t feel the
Her flesh was burning hot. She was hungry, famished, and Dominick fed her desire. She didn ’t want to waste time with foreplay. She wanted him inside her – now. She straddled him and held tightly onto his shoulders. She pounded her body against his with a force that shook the room. The headboard banged loudly against the wall and one of the lamps on the nightstand toppled over and fell to the floor. Her knees scraped on the sheet until they were raw. Her breathing grew louder, thunderous, and she cried out. Passion exploded inside of her. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she was temporarily blinded by euphoria.
Their bodies remained engaged together long after they both climaxed. She stayed on top of him and hung her head into her chest while she caught her breath.
She slowly rolled off of Dominick and stared at the ceiling with a heavenly smile. Every pore in her body tingled and she never wanted the feeling to end.
#
Once home, Heather showered and douched twice, but she swore she could still smell Dominick’s scent on her. She sat on the bed, hugged her knees to her chest and glanced at the clock. Peter wouldn’t be home for hours, so she still had time to shake the guilt that she bore.
Her past sexual experiences were far from pristine, and this certainly wasn ’t the most unethical of her liaisons, but it certainly felt like it. She swore she would never see Dominick again. She told herself that it was done, it was over, it was out of her system, and now she could forget about him and move forward with her life.
Chapter Ten:
Tyler jumped into Justin ’s lap, clasped his fingers behind Justin’s neck and crossed his legs over the arm of the couch.
Justin grunted and laughed. “You’re gonna kill me one of these days doing that.” He cradled Tyler in his arms and leaned back so the couch reclined.
Tyler snuggled and rested his head on Justin ’s shoulder while they both watched TV. Neither spoke. Tranquility echoed in the silence. Justin longed for days like this, when the simple act of cuddling together on the couch brought quiet intimacy. Thoughts of David lingered in the back of his mind. He remembered the days when they used to lie in each other’s arms, sometimes for hours, without saying anything, before getting out of bed. It felt like a century ago. Justin pushed the vision from his head – the pain was still too fresh – and he wondered if he would share that strong bond with anyone again. He shifted in the recliner. Tyler started to move off of his lap, but he pulled Tyler back. Justin enjoyed the closeness and the security of someone in his arms, even if Tyler’s bony pelvis was cutting off the circulation in his thigh.
They resumed watching television, without speaking. Justin let out a contented sigh and Tyler grinned up at him. He knew Tyler wanted to say something, so he waited, but the grin was frozen on Tyler’s face.
“ What?” Justin asked, with a smile.
“ Nothing,” Tyler replied, with an innocent shrug of his shoulder.
“ Why are you smiling at me like that?”
“ You don’t know?”
“ No. What’s going on?”
“ I love you, Delicious.”
It was something Justin didn ’t want to hear. He adored Tyler, but he didn’t love Tyler. Justin didn’t know how to reply and the silence in the room turned unpleasant and awkward. Justin needed to say something – anything – but he couldn’t brandish the sting of unreciprocated love onto Tyler. It would be too cruel.
Tyler pressed his lips together and lowered his eyes. “You don’t have to say anything. I don’t care if you don’t feel the
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