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Do you want to talk about it? Was it Steven and Collin again or Heidi’s boyfriends? he asked quietly.

I debated whether I should tell him. I always felt guilty for waking him up, even if it wasn’t intentional. He lost just as much sleep as I did but never seemed to care either. Before we met, he would get irritable at times, but he was always there. Now that we knew each other, he never complained. When I lived in the dorms, he would even cross the campus to be there for me.

Steven, Collin, and a crying baby. I stated. I wasn’t going to tell him about the faceless man. His voice seemed vaguely familiar, but my grief and exhaustion made me believe he was right. It was clouding all my logic.

The baby’s new. I could hear the frown in his voice. You know my Aunt Megan is a different type of precog. She can probably help you interpret your dreams.

I sighed. I’ll think about talking to her. She has her plate full and she just started guiding Ella last week. She has enough going on.

I know she wouldn’t mind helping you out. Jaxson stated.

I shook my head resolutely. I didn’t need anyone else privy to my demons. Not yet.

We lay in silence for a few more moments, his hand unconsciously making me aware of his closeness. The cold and grief were quickly being replaced by desire. His hands had found my way under my shirt and onto my hip. I knew he wasn’t trying to turn me on; he just had an obsessive need to touch my bare skin when we slept together.

Maybe I can just tell her it’s my dream. She wouldn’t even have to know it’s you. Jaxson reasoned.

I held a finger up to his lips. Although he hadn’t been speaking verbally. Shut up Jaxson. I muttered as I threw my leg over his legs. I never tried to chase the demons away with intimacy, but it wouldn’t hurt to try. I looked around and noticed all the guys were still sleeping soundly.

I leaned down to take his lips with mine. My lips demanding entrance to his mouth. I could tell I had taken him but surprise, but he didn’t seem terribly put off by it as I felt his manhood nudge my rear.

He gasped as he pulled my hair back, exposing my neck to his greedy mouth. He licked my neck with his tongue. He lifted my shirt to expose my breast. He gripped one, rubbing my nipple as he sucked and pulled on the other one with his mouth.

I could feel that I was more than ready to take him, and I didn’t want to wait any longer.

I need you now, Jaxson, I cried out silently. Make love to me.

Anything you want, he replied thickly back.

He grasped my underwear, and I shimmied out of them. He reached down to remove his own.

I want you, I insisted as I grasped his manhood. It was warm and smooth under my touch. I could feel the precum on the tip of his head.

Ahh damn, Blake. He breathed as I slowly sank down on him.

Like that? I groaned silently as I rode him languidly. I didn’t want to be loud. I didn’t want to wake the others. My need for intimacy had overridden my normal shyness.

He grasped my hips and began rocking me on his manhood. He knew exactly how to work me too. Like it? I fucking love it. You were made for me.

He drove up into me. Less patient than I was. He quickened the pace, and I met him thrust for thrust.

I don’t want to come yet. I whined, and I didn’t.

He was making me forget about my nightmare. In those moments it was just me and him. We were like one. Our movements natural, like we had been lovers for a lifetime. He knew exactly how to move me, and from his sounds of approval, I knew I was pleasing him. I rotated and gyrated my hips against him to the silent music playing in my head. I leaned back and braced myself against the floor.

I can’t last much longer. He cursed once more. His eyes were hot on me as he watched me move up, down, and against him.

I could no longer communicate with him because the fire within was now a blazing inferno. Its hot flames were spreading, and no matter how much I wanted to savor these moments, I was powerless to stop the explosion. I barely remembered to stifle my cries into my inflatable pillow as I collapsed on his chest.

You are so damn sexy, Jaxson cried out as he joined me. I felt his warmth fill me as his legs tensed beneath me. He grasped my hips hard as he groaned in my ear, moving me on his manhood until he was spent. I love you so much, he muttered to me. Why did we wait so damn long to do that? Now that I know what I’m missing, I’m not waiting that long ever again.

I laughed. I don’t know why we waited so long. Never again. I promised. I love you too, I mumbled feeling sated and exhausted.

He nodded against my head. Good. Think you can sleep now? he said with a yawn.

I couldn’t even formulate an answer, so I just nodded. It had been exactly what I needed. I could easily fall asleep now. I cradled my head into the crook of his neck, placed one hand against his heart, and wound the other into is thick hair. Sleep quickly claimed me once more.

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Tags: S.M. Olivier Gifted Connections Fantasy