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For tonight, they were safe. Tomorrow was a different story.

13ONE HAUNTED, ONE LOST

Keaton

“Goddamn, baby. Just like that.”

She applied the perfect amount of suction, coupled with her eager mouth, and it was the ultimate wake-up call. For the last two days, we’d awakened similarly except it had been my mouth between her legs, though if she wanted to change things up this morning you wouldn’t hear me complain.

The room was dim, just enough light being cast through the window to see the silhouette of her naked body bent over me. She was exquisite and she was all mine.

One hand fisted the sheets at my side, the other rested gently on top of her head; not wanting to control her movements, just needing to touch her in some way. With every downward motion, my hips rose to meet her. We were totally in sync, but I wanted more.

“Swing your legs around here, Henley. Give me that sweet pussy.”

She pulled off with a long, slow lick up my shaft,making me second-guess my demand, until she crawled up the bed and straddled my chest backward.

“Much better.” I sighed, kneading the globes of her ass.

“Mmm, yeah it is.” Her hot breath flowed across my dick right before she took me back in her mouth, doubling up her earlier efforts by massaging my balls with her hand.

Not wanting to be left out, I grabbed her hips and pulled them down. The first swipe of my tongue through her folds was heaven-sent. Sweet with a hint of tangy, the supreme complement to my Little Bird. I ate her like a starved man, like I couldn’t get enough of her flavor, which was accurate to a point. The truth was, I couldn’t get enough ofher, full stop.

Every day was better than the last. We were growing stronger as a couple, learning little nuances about each other which only solidified the rightness of our union. For twenty-eight years, something had been missing. Even when my mother was alive, I never experienced the kind of completeness I had with Henley at my side. She made me feel whole.

“Hop off, baby. I want you to ride me.”

I tapped the side of her thigh and she rolled to the left before quickly swinging her leg across my hips, trapping my hard-as-nails cock between the lips of her wet pussy. Rocking back and forth, she groaned as I rubbed my thumb against her needy clit, alternating circles with pressure until she was poised on the edge.

“Take what you want, Henley,” I grunted between clenched teeth, cupping her tit with my other hand.

She moved faster, her breaths coming in choppy waves which turned to a gasp when I pinched her nipple hard. Her whole body shook, my name leaving her mouth like a whispered prayer before she collapsed forward onto mychest under the weight of her orgasm. Reaching between us, I grabbed my cock, placed it at her entrance then surged inside.

Fucking heaven.

Her inner walls were still contracting and releasing, making the sensation of being inside her all the better. Wrapping my arms around her back, I gripped her shoulders with my hands and bent my knees, then I really started to move. I’d never taken her this hard before, but if her breathy “More” was any indication, it felt as amazing to her as it did to me.

Flipping our position without breaking our connection, I came down over top of her, giving her some of my weight as I took her mouth in a deep kiss. I swallowed the sounds of her pleasure, drinking them in at the same time I added a twist to my hips whenever I was balls deep.

When she fell again, we fell together.

Two souls––one haunted, one lost––entwined by a love so intense no force on earth would ever be able to break it apart.

Hours later, sitting at my desk pouring over the preliminary DNA findings, which had been sitting in my inbox from the lab when I strolled in that morning, the strangest sensation overcame me. Not quite déjà vu, though something eerily similar. I couldn’t put my finger on it and it was driving me insane.

“You need to get up and walk away for a while,” Noah suggested for the second time from his seat across from me.

“Why would they send me this shit? Without a name togo along with the DNA sequence, I’d have better luck interpreting ancient script with Google Translate.”

“My answer is the same as it was ten minutes ago. The lab techs are fucking with you.”

“Koen is the one who switched their black lights out for strobe lights. Not me.”

“They deserved it after all the fingerprint dust they used to coat the inside of my car,” Koen remarked.

“Remind me why we started this prank war with the lab?” I inquired.

“Yo, Nelson. Why are we battling the nerds again?” he yelled across the room.

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