hold of the hand, pinning it over her head so that she had no choice but to completely let go. Her chest lifted off the bed and she threw her head back as the most erotic scream ruptured from her throat.
He continued to pound into her, could still feel her body convulsing, until the orgasm finally subsided. Reid slowed the pace, but it wasn’t long until she was urging him on again by flexing her palms against his ass and he obliged with enthusiasm. After yet another wave wracked through her body, Reid was unable to hold back his own climax any longer. As she wrapped her legs around even tighter than he thought possible, he felt every ounce of strength he had pouring into her.
When his senses finally returned, Reid looked down at Jillian. Her damp hair was matted to her sweaty face and she was looking at him with complete and utter satisfaction.
He started to roll on to the bed next to her when a pain in his back reminded him of the failing stitches.
“Be right back,” he said, kissing Jillian’s forehead.
He climbed out of bed and went into the bathroom where he grabbed the first aid kit from the back of the toilet. It had been his reason for coming into here earlier, before getting distracted.
There wasn’t much he could do for the wound at the moment, but he slapped a new bandage on it, if only to keep it as clean as possible until a doctor could get to it.
Reid walked back out to find Jillian asleep under the covers. He set the alarm on his phone and crawled in next to her, wishing that they were in his bed, and that she had never heard of Anton Casimir.
“Jillian. Time to wake up.”
She opened her eyes to find Reid sitting in the room’s solitary chair next to the bed.
“Good morning,” she smiled. When he didn’t return it, she frowned and asked, “How long have you been up?”
“A while.” He stood and held out a bag. “There was a twenty-four hour Laundromat nearby and I was able to dry your clothes. They’re in the bathroom.”
She accepted it, feeling a little put off by his cold demeanor. Did she dream last night? In the bag she found a comb, travel toothbrush and toothpaste.
“We need to get to the ferry,” he said.
She started to get out of bed, but found herself embarrassed of her nudity in light of his new attitude. She grabbed the coverlet and wrapped it around her body to walk to the bathroom where she freshened up as best she could.
“Ready to go?” Reid asked when she came out.
“I guess.”
The sky was still black as they walked out to the car and Reid placed his hand on the small of her back to help her in.
He was just about to close the door when Jillian asked him if everything was alright.
“Yes. Why?”
She searched his face looking for some clue as to why he was so distant now, but it gave nothing away.
“Never mind,” she said, shaking her head.
“We just need to get moving,” he said and closed the door.
The drive to the ferry terminal was silent and it only deepened Jillian’s unease.
“Did you sleep last night?” she asked when they joined the other cars waiting for the first sailing of the day.
“A little bit.”
“Where did you sleep?”
In the reflection of the dash lights, she could see his face soften, though he continued to stare ahead.
“In the bed. Next to you.” But then he frowned and finally looked at her. “Where did you think I slept?”
“I wasn’t sure. It just—it just feels like you’re avoiding me now.”
Reid faced forward again and heaved a sigh. “Oh, Jillian. You have no idea.”
That was an understatement.
“I almost forgot,” Reid said as reached around to the back seat, grabbing the snacks he had bought from the vending machine while Jillian was showering. “You fell asleep so quickly after…last night that you didn’t get a chance to eat. You should probably eat something soon.”
“Thanks,” Jillian muttered as she opened a granola bar and bit off a chunk while she thought about last night
He continued to pound into her, could still feel her body convulsing, until the orgasm finally subsided. Reid slowed the pace, but it wasn’t long until she was urging him on again by flexing her palms against his ass and he obliged with enthusiasm. After yet another wave wracked through her body, Reid was unable to hold back his own climax any longer. As she wrapped her legs around even tighter than he thought possible, he felt every ounce of strength he had pouring into her.
When his senses finally returned, Reid looked down at Jillian. Her damp hair was matted to her sweaty face and she was looking at him with complete and utter satisfaction.
He started to roll on to the bed next to her when a pain in his back reminded him of the failing stitches.
“Be right back,” he said, kissing Jillian’s forehead.
He climbed out of bed and went into the bathroom where he grabbed the first aid kit from the back of the toilet. It had been his reason for coming into here earlier, before getting distracted.
There wasn’t much he could do for the wound at the moment, but he slapped a new bandage on it, if only to keep it as clean as possible until a doctor could get to it.
Reid walked back out to find Jillian asleep under the covers. He set the alarm on his phone and crawled in next to her, wishing that they were in his bed, and that she had never heard of Anton Casimir.
“Jillian. Time to wake up.”
She opened her eyes to find Reid sitting in the room’s solitary chair next to the bed.
“Good morning,” she smiled. When he didn’t return it, she frowned and asked, “How long have you been up?”
“A while.” He stood and held out a bag. “There was a twenty-four hour Laundromat nearby and I was able to dry your clothes. They’re in the bathroom.”
She accepted it, feeling a little put off by his cold demeanor. Did she dream last night? In the bag she found a comb, travel toothbrush and toothpaste.
“We need to get to the ferry,” he said.
She started to get out of bed, but found herself embarrassed of her nudity in light of his new attitude. She grabbed the coverlet and wrapped it around her body to walk to the bathroom where she freshened up as best she could.
“Ready to go?” Reid asked when she came out.
“I guess.”
The sky was still black as they walked out to the car and Reid placed his hand on the small of her back to help her in.
He was just about to close the door when Jillian asked him if everything was alright.
“Yes. Why?”
She searched his face looking for some clue as to why he was so distant now, but it gave nothing away.
“Never mind,” she said, shaking her head.
“We just need to get moving,” he said and closed the door.
The drive to the ferry terminal was silent and it only deepened Jillian’s unease.
“Did you sleep last night?” she asked when they joined the other cars waiting for the first sailing of the day.
“A little bit.”
“Where did you sleep?”
In the reflection of the dash lights, she could see his face soften, though he continued to stare ahead.
“In the bed. Next to you.” But then he frowned and finally looked at her. “Where did you think I slept?”
“I wasn’t sure. It just—it just feels like you’re avoiding me now.”
Reid faced forward again and heaved a sigh. “Oh, Jillian. You have no idea.”
That was an understatement.
“I almost forgot,” Reid said as reached around to the back seat, grabbing the snacks he had bought from the vending machine while Jillian was showering. “You fell asleep so quickly after…last night that you didn’t get a chance to eat. You should probably eat something soon.”
“Thanks,” Jillian muttered as she opened a granola bar and bit off a chunk while she thought about last night
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