Page 79 of Secret Obsession

We weren’t rushing anymore. The raw power wasn’t needed this time around. Neither of us wanted to fuck. We wanted something more affectionate. We wanted to show each other what the other meant to them. Tell one another how much we cared but couldn’t say the words aloud.

The desperation I felt at this moment was so very different from the one I’d felt two nights ago. Friday night, I’d had an urgent, uncontrollable need to put out the fire burning through me, demanding him to fuck me. But now, I was yearning to cling to this moment, to freeze time so we could last forever.

Time did stop. At least that’s how it felt. We continued adoring each other’s bodies as if everything around us faded to nothing, and all that was left was him and me and this bed.

But when I thought only minutes had passed, the alarm Hawk had set to signal the end of our weekend went off. That meant we had been having sex for two hours. And neither of us had reached our climax.

He stopped thrusting but didn’t pull out. He hugged me in the most intimate of embraces. We kissed each other’s shoulders tenderly. Saying goodbye without words.

It was over.

We dressed in our party clothes in silence. My heart filled with sadness, and I realized that I had done the one thing I wasn’t supposed to do.

I had fallen for Hawk.

Hard.

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