Page 11 of Perfect Strangers

Major slams my body onto his bed and climbs on top of me, not even wasting a single second. It’s as if our time together is limited, racing against the clock. He leaves kisses all over my chest and neck as his hands run up and down my legs.

His strong grip sends butterflies to flutter in my belly as my breathing becomes staggered. I feel my body getting ready to welcome him. His fingers return to their spot from before as he lets out a deep breath. “Shit, you’re soaking wet.

He inches closer positioning himself over me and slowly fills me. My head arches back as my body takes him, opening up, allowing him to ease inside. He seethes through his teeth as he sinks deeper. “Fuck.”

Our bodies become one as he moves inside of me, thrusting back and forth in a smooth motion, sending pleasure all over my body. Beads of sweat roll down my body as Major kisses me with an intense passion. Pleasure builds inside, sending me closer and closer toward the edge.

He bends closer wrapping his arms around me and twists our bodies, rolling me on the topside. His voice echoes throughout the room. “I want to see you, feel you on top.”

I smile at his eagerness and ride him, moving in a fluid motion. The pleasure between us sky-rockets as I quicken my pace, reaching toward that end goal. And just as my body releases into an immense bliss, he gasps and calls out.

My body rocks on top of him as I cry out with pleasure. “Major, oh god!”

He groans. “Shit, baby.”

My chest crashes onto his as my breathing goes back to normal. He wraps his arms around me and pulls the covers over us, sliding me next to him. I glance at his face just as he fingers brush my cheek.

“What time is it?”

He turns toward his clock. “It’s 4:15.”

A hint of sadness pings through me as realization hits that I have to leave soon. I don’t want to, but I have to. I can’t just quit school and stay here. I need to finish; I have a commitment. Besides, I’m sure Major will understand what it means to be chasing a dream.

I whisper, “I don’t want to say goodbye.”

He responds, “So then don’t.”

My lips flatten. “I’m serious Major, I don’t want to leave.”

His hand cups my cheek, reassuring me of my unease. “Relax, I’m not going anywhere. Let’s rest for a bit. It’ll be morning soon and I’m exhausted.”

I rest my head on his chest as he kisses my forehead. “Goodnight Dylan. I’m glad you crashed into me today.”

I chuckle against his chest holding, soaking in every scent of him, memorizing every inch of his body. “Goodnight Major. I’m glad you broke my shoe.”

I feel him chuckle underneath me and close my eyes. Sleep takes over as my mind fights what my heart is telling me to do. Ignoring them, I let it all go, and let myself fall to sleep.

Major’s snore startles me awake, jolting me against his body. I glance at the clock to see it’s 8:45. Well, missed the train. Again.

I inch up, watching Major sleep and suddenly I don’t feel terrible about missing the train. I know where I want to be, and that’s right here.

Inching out of the bed, I quietly tip toe toward the bathroom, to wash up and grab my things. Getting dressed, I wrap my hair in a messy bun and slip on my shoes. They’re still wet from the melted snow, but there’s nothing I can do at this point.

Grabbing my bag, I dig for my wallet, making sure I have it this time. Desperately in the need for some hot coffee, I tip toe out of the room and head outside for a cup to warm me up.

Walking out in the streets, I scour for a corner deli and smile as soon as I see one. My legs carry me across the street and I order two cups of coffee to go, thinking Major may want some coffee as well. The vendor hands me the drinks just as I give him my card. I take a sip, allowing for the bitter coffee taste to fill my taste buds. Damn, it’s so good.

The vendor hands me my card as I nod. “Thank you.”

Just as I step back outside, my eyes catch a glimpse of a shadow, from across the way. Panic begins to soar as I squint, praying it’s not the who I think it is. The grizzly of a man, steps out from the shadows, and on instant, my body freezes. The two cups of coffee slip from my grasp, crashing onto the pavement, spilling hot liquid all over the white snow. My eyes study the burly man as he walks toward me pointing directly at me.

A flash of hidden memories spark before me.

A casino slots machine, ringing in the distance, faces of men surrounding me, demanding for their money, the faint sound of a gunshot and cries from afar.

I shake away the memory as cabs honk and fill the streets. My first instinct is to race back to Major’s apartment, but I can’t. I won’t involve him in my mess. I can’t risk him getting hurt because of me and my mistakes. In a matter of seconds, I manage to hail a cab and hop inside.

The driver looks into the rearview mirror. “Where to?”

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