Page 52 of Salvage Him
I gripped my breast and concentrated small movements of friction over my clit, arched my back, and rode out the orgasm as my bodyreleased.
I remained on my back, legs spread wide, sweat glistening off my skin, but my body woke up. I craved the feeling of pleasure as it danced through my mindandbody.
The bathroom dooropened.
I closed my legs and rolled onto my side away fromthedoor.
Paul didn't say a word. He walked out of the bathroom and into theapartment.
I jumped into the shower and cleaned up. I put on my pajamas and walked out to thelivingroom.
Paul sat on the couch laughing at something on thetelevision.
I grabbed his suitcase by the door and pulled it back into the bedroom. I removed the dirty clothes and repacked it with clean clothes: two suits, workout gear, jeans, three shirts, three ties, and two pairs of shoes. I added a sweater on top. I folded them carefully. I checked his vanity bag to make sure he had everything he needed. I closed it up andpackedit.
I pulled the bag out to the front by the door and set it on the other end of thecouch.
We pretended to watch a few more shows. At ten o’clock, Paul turned off the television and reached outhishand.
Itookit.
He led us into the bedroom. He got in on his side ofthebed.
I got in on mine, and we went tosleep.
The next morning, Paul got up and got dressed. I didn't move until I heard the front door slam. When I went to the door to check, my reactionsurprisedme.
His bagwasgone.
My chest ached, and a chill ran acrossmyskin.
My nerves tingled, and I couldn't take a deepbreath.
I crawled back into bed and covered my face to block outthesun.
