powerful wave against the rocks, knocking the air from
her body and sending trembled jolts of pleasure through every nerve ending.
“Oh, Reece,” she breathlessly screeched, as her body began to pulse.
Quickly removing his hand from between them, Reece pulled
back one final time. His last thrust was forceful, deep and accompanied by a
masculine cry of pleasure.
Allie opened her eyes just in time to see his face,
contorted in a mixture of agony and ecstasy, as she felt his warmth begin to
flood her in strong surges.
“Ahh,” Reece groaned, his hips still lazily pumping, as he
emptied himself. “Oh, God,” he panted. “Allie,” he breathed, his lower half
slowly stilling, as his upper body flopped listlessly forwards. “Allie,” he
repeated, gasping for breath.
Feeling his hot breath in the crook her of her neck and the
pound of his heart next to her own racing one, Allie’s left hand slipped from
his rounded buttock and grasped the back of his head. Gently, she ran her hands
through his hair and stroked the nape of his neck, until his breathing had
returned to something resembling normal.
“Am I crushing you?” he mumbled.
“No,” she instantly replied.
“You sure?” he countered. “I’m not too heavy?”
“No,” she insisted. “You feel good,” she added, wrapping her
legs around him to prevent him from leaving her even if he wanted to.
Reece sighed happily against her skin. “Feels so good,” he
muttered.
Allie could feel his shaft softening within her and sensed
it wouldn’t be long before he would get up. Once he did, that would be it,
she’d never be with him like this again. “Reece,” she whispered, almost unaware
of the fact she’d spoken his name. “The last weeks have been incredible,” she
said.
“For me too,” he responded, his right cheek still nestled on
her shoulder.
“I mean, really incredible,” she continued. “I want you to
know that.”
Forcing his heavy unresponsive body up, Reece held his
weight on the palms he rested by Allie’s upper arms. “It’s all right,” he said,
his voice thick with post-orgasm exhaustion. “I don’t exactly know what this
has been,” he added, hair falling over his forehead in the way Allie found so
cute. “But I don’t regret a moment of it.”
It was then that Allie realized she couldn’t in all honesty
say she felt the same. There was something she regretted. Something she would
regret, until the cancer ended all regrets. “There’s something I’ve got to tell
you,” she softly announced.
“You don’t have to,” Reece told her, shaking his head, as he
slowly pulled his flaccid member from her.
“No, I do,” she quickly countered, mourning the loss of him,
as his body slickly left hers. “Please, Reece,” she begged, grasping his
forearms and hurriedly sitting up.
“Allie,” he sorrowfully sighed. “It doesn’t change
anything.”
“It will for me,” she insisted. “I don’t want you to leave
without knowing why. I don’t want to push you away like this.” Allie’s words
came quickly and coherently, much more coherently than her brain was
functioning. “I…” she stumbled, her words suddenly lodged in her throat by
unshed tears. “There’s something…” she attempted again, but halted when her
vision blurred and unruly droplets spilled onto her cheeks.
Easing himself away from her, Reece sat down on the bed by
her side. Allie instantly, turned to him and crawled onto his lap. He didn’t
fight her, and as she settled, he wrapped his arms around her middle.
“I’m sick,” Allie sobbed quietly into his chest.
Reece only just understood her muffled words. “Okay,” he
responded, at a loss as to how that fitted into the situation.
“I’m really sick,” she continued.
“I don’t…” Reece mumbled, shaking his head in confusion.
“I wanted to live the life that I’d missed out on,” she
cried. “To make sure I had no regrets, so I started seeing men from my
her body and sending trembled jolts of pleasure through every nerve ending.
“Oh, Reece,” she breathlessly screeched, as her body began to pulse.
Quickly removing his hand from between them, Reece pulled
back one final time. His last thrust was forceful, deep and accompanied by a
masculine cry of pleasure.
Allie opened her eyes just in time to see his face,
contorted in a mixture of agony and ecstasy, as she felt his warmth begin to
flood her in strong surges.
“Ahh,” Reece groaned, his hips still lazily pumping, as he
emptied himself. “Oh, God,” he panted. “Allie,” he breathed, his lower half
slowly stilling, as his upper body flopped listlessly forwards. “Allie,” he
repeated, gasping for breath.
Feeling his hot breath in the crook her of her neck and the
pound of his heart next to her own racing one, Allie’s left hand slipped from
his rounded buttock and grasped the back of his head. Gently, she ran her hands
through his hair and stroked the nape of his neck, until his breathing had
returned to something resembling normal.
“Am I crushing you?” he mumbled.
“No,” she instantly replied.
“You sure?” he countered. “I’m not too heavy?”
“No,” she insisted. “You feel good,” she added, wrapping her
legs around him to prevent him from leaving her even if he wanted to.
Reece sighed happily against her skin. “Feels so good,” he
muttered.
Allie could feel his shaft softening within her and sensed
it wouldn’t be long before he would get up. Once he did, that would be it,
she’d never be with him like this again. “Reece,” she whispered, almost unaware
of the fact she’d spoken his name. “The last weeks have been incredible,” she
said.
“For me too,” he responded, his right cheek still nestled on
her shoulder.
“I mean, really incredible,” she continued. “I want you to
know that.”
Forcing his heavy unresponsive body up, Reece held his
weight on the palms he rested by Allie’s upper arms. “It’s all right,” he said,
his voice thick with post-orgasm exhaustion. “I don’t exactly know what this
has been,” he added, hair falling over his forehead in the way Allie found so
cute. “But I don’t regret a moment of it.”
It was then that Allie realized she couldn’t in all honesty
say she felt the same. There was something she regretted. Something she would
regret, until the cancer ended all regrets. “There’s something I’ve got to tell
you,” she softly announced.
“You don’t have to,” Reece told her, shaking his head, as he
slowly pulled his flaccid member from her.
“No, I do,” she quickly countered, mourning the loss of him,
as his body slickly left hers. “Please, Reece,” she begged, grasping his
forearms and hurriedly sitting up.
“Allie,” he sorrowfully sighed. “It doesn’t change
anything.”
“It will for me,” she insisted. “I don’t want you to leave
without knowing why. I don’t want to push you away like this.” Allie’s words
came quickly and coherently, much more coherently than her brain was
functioning. “I…” she stumbled, her words suddenly lodged in her throat by
unshed tears. “There’s something…” she attempted again, but halted when her
vision blurred and unruly droplets spilled onto her cheeks.
Easing himself away from her, Reece sat down on the bed by
her side. Allie instantly, turned to him and crawled onto his lap. He didn’t
fight her, and as she settled, he wrapped his arms around her middle.
“I’m sick,” Allie sobbed quietly into his chest.
Reece only just understood her muffled words. “Okay,” he
responded, at a loss as to how that fitted into the situation.
“I’m really sick,” she continued.
“I don’t…” Reece mumbled, shaking his head in confusion.
“I wanted to live the life that I’d missed out on,” she
cried. “To make sure I had no regrets, so I started seeing men from my
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