We might have both dozed off briefly when I woke because Adam's shoulder moved under me. "Ra— Rachel… Wake up.”
"Hmm...?" I didn't want to open my eyes. Nothing could be more wonderful than lying with Adam and I sensed if I opened them, it would be over.
I felt Adam swallow hard. "Damn. Could you… Could you turn me?"
"I've been thinking," Adam said.
The drive through the nighttime city back to the hospital had been silent. We were both dead tired from the past couple of hours. It felt like several days to me. At the same time I knew I would draw on some of the past moments in the hotel much longer than that. On the physical closeness to Adam, his quiet words, him coming apart under my hands. I’d remember his tender touches in all places, like a warm tingle beneath my skin. I knew how much determination lay behind every one of his movements, what strength, what willpower was required. I’d carry the sensations with me forever, his smell and his soft moans, the feeling of his smooth skin under my fingers, his hot breath on my thighs.
I had chosen a table from which I had a view of the window that Adam would pass when he took the ramp access to the hotel entrance. Although I roughly had the morning shift schedule at the hospital in my head and had calculated that Adam would only arrive toward the end of the breakfast buffet, I'd gotten up early. I'd called reception and negotiated that I could check out two hours later. Based on the monotone voice from the antiquated telephone, I was sure I was speaking with the hotel employee with the old-fashioned braid. She hadn't hesitated long and immediately granted me the extension, even without charging extra. Presumably she was glad I was finally leaving and didn't want any further trouble because of me.
The teenagers had moved on. I was still sitting on Adam’s lap, his eyes closed. My fingertips traced behind his ears, slid through the short hair at the nape of his neck.
He shivered, which gave me a strange sense of satisfaction. Smiling, I did it again.
Adam let out a long breath. “Rachel…”
“Hmm?”
“Kiss me.”
Hey everyone
Sorry for the insanely long wait and thank you for your patience and all the comments!
Here it is — Chapter 19 of TOWGA.
And I apologize in advance: The next one will take me a while again — lots going on right now.
Happy Friday and have a great weekend!
xoxo, Merigold
The One Who Got Away — Table of Contents
Hey everyone
I made it — here is Chapter 18 of TOWGA.
Heads up: This one is... explicit!
Happy friday!
xoxo, Merigold
The One Who Got Away — Table of Contents
This story was posted last month on my Patreon, but wanted to share here too. It was based on the prompt: "If you tell anyone I cried during that movie, I'll block you." Hope you all like it! 🙂
