The 22 days

Day: 15

 She heard his breathing as he lay behind her, feeling the heat of it against her skin. He had his arms wrapped around her body, keeping her close and warm, and safe. Staring at the door she had walked through just moments before, she couldn't help but imagine a life with him. With the way he looked at her, the way he touched her, the way he spent time with her son and made him smile. Could she have that? Should she have that?

She felt his lips press against the back of her neck and her thoughts cleared. Even her body acted differently with him. She turned, just enough to place a kiss on his lips. He smiled at that, with his eyes shut. Like he was smiling in his sleep. She held his face and smiled back. She liked being the one to put that smile on his face.

"I forgot it could be this good." She murmured.

He opened his eyes. He could see the hurt and the fear in her face, even underneath her smile. He wanted so badly to take that away, to set her free so she could simply be the beautiful woman she was.

With a grin, he rolled over so he was on top of her, "I just got started."

He wanted to make love to her again and again, and wash away all the bad feelings from what she went through. This time, when he entered her, he didn't feel her brace herself, didn't feel a small part of her trying to slip away almost unconsciously. She was all there, all his.

When he was all inside of her, she whispered close to his ear, "...so good"

He thrusted slowly at first, enjoying every drop of the feeling, tasting her with his mouth as well as with his skin. Then, as her moans increased and her breathing quicken, so did his thrusts.

"I missed that." Alisa said spent, a satisfied smile displayed on her face.

"Being fucked?" He asked, wanting to be insulting, but only sounding to her like his confident self.

She shook her head, "You never fuck. You only make passionate love."

He couldn't help it. He wanted to forget who she was, and what he felt for her, but he couldn't do that when he was inside of her. He couldn't hear her cries and inhale her scent and stop his heart from pumping faster. His mind wanted to fuck her silly, but his body only knew how to love her.

"That is new, though..." She pointed out when he got up to throw away the condom. He never liked them. Even back when they were dating, he didn't want to use them.

"I don't know who you've been with..." He replied.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing him more against her, wanting more of him. He was going to explode at any minute and he knew she wasn't far behind.

"I want you... Oh God... I want you." She cried.

He kissed her, devouring her lips like he was starved. When they climaxed, it seemed to last forever, draining the energy out of their bodies until they were numb. Minutes passed before he finally rolled over to his side, leaving her full of him.

She wanted that, she wanted to feel him even when he wasn't inside of her, wanted to hold on to the sensation of having him.

Again, he pulled her close and held her in his arms. She liked that too. Liked his skin touching her skin, and feeling his heart pumping through it.

The sun was almost out when she stepped out of the house and into her room. She didn't plan on going to sleep, but she didn't want Joey to wake up without her around, and she wanted a chance to wash up before that.