The Aftermath #11
The cold droplets on Lee’s face woke her up. She lifted her hands to cover her face before she opened her eyes. Ash was standing over her, his head bent down shaking his wet hair over her.
“Ash what are you doing?” She turned, hiding her face in the pillow, but the water droplets were now on her neck. She couldn’t help but laugh at his silliness. “Ash, will you stop that!” The drops stopped, but she stayed as she was, just in case it was a trick.
“If you don’t turn, I’ll pour a whole bucket on you.” His voice was full of laughter. She turned to look at him. He wasn’t pale any more. His earthshaking smile dominated his face, his eyes reflected his happiness. He was shirtless and still wet, in black flannel pants.
“You look better, healthier.”
“You don’t look too bad yourself, especially in my shirt.” He tugged at the edge of his light blue, long-sleeved shirt. It wore Lee more than she wore it.
“I was too tired to look for my clothes. To think after two days sleep I would be well rested.”
He pulled her up and into his arm. “I was so scared. I thought I had lost you.” The cheer in his voice was gone.
“You didn’t. How about we spend this time catching up, instead of talking about what happened.” She didn’t want to spend any more time talking about Sabrina. She’d taken enough time of her life away.
“Okay. What do you want to do first?”
“You really have to ask?” She pulled away from him then lifted herself onto his lap. She grazed her lips over his before she tasted them. She had missed their intoxicating taste.
She leaned deep into the kiss, his hand was rubbing her back, the other traced up and down her thigh. Having him touch her like that again made her shiver.
Ash pulled back. “Are you cold?”
It took her a while before she got her voice. “Your touch has that effect on me. Could we go back to what we were doing?”
“With pleasure.” He pulled her down against him, deepening the kiss. She went weak in his arms. He tucked his hand under her knees and put her flat on her back. She expected him to pull back like he always did but he climbed on top of her and lowered himself over her. She loved the direction this was going.
She reached under his arms and clasped his shoulders, pulling him down, reducing the distance between them. She felt his muscles tighten under her grip. He gave a ragged groan before he pressed himself against her.
The pleasure was cut short. A sharp pain stung her stomach. “Ouch!” She pushed him away and placed her hand lightly over her belly. The pain felt like a long tear across her belly.
“What is it? Did I hurt you?” Ash scrambled off her and to her side.
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