Chapter 13
Tears pricked my eyes again, he captured my lips with his, it was tender and sweet but full of passion. Our tongues swirled around each other in a dance of emotions and love. He moved on top of me and moved down from my lips to my neck, he ran the tip of his nose over my skin, to the same place he bit the night before. Then down to my chest and took my nipple into his mouth, he flicked it with his tongue, then repeated it on the other side, it was soft and gentle, but sexy and stimulating, and I felt myself responding to it. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my lips to his with one hand, the other moved down my body. He positioned himself between my legs, spreading them apart with his knees. He propped himself up with his left arm to support his weight, his right hand pulled my knee up to his hip. I mewled as his erection brushed against my entrance. He groaned as he slid inside me, filling me. My breathing became shallow, as he slowly moved back out of me. I gripped his hair with my right hand, my nails dug into his back with my left, as he continued his torturously slow pace. Our eyes locked, as he thrust deeper and faster, I moaned, as he hit my G-spot over and over. I bit my lip desperately tried not to break our intense eye contact. His gaze slid down to my lip, and he grinned mischievously and licked his lips. I whined as he increased his plunges inside me, he let out a deep throaty noise and smothered me with his kisses. I moaned into his mouth, and he took the opportunity to taste all of me, devouring me. His breathing sped up as did his hips and I felt my orgasm building. I couldn’t stop my head snapping back as I got closer to my release, he trailed hot kisses down my throat, his right hand moved up my thigh to my hip, then up to my breast as I trembled, beneath him. I shattered beneath him as I climaxed, as it rolled over my body, fireworks of euphoria exploded within me as he pounded me over and over. He refused to relent, his hand caressed every inch of skin he could, his lips, tongue and teeth, left goosebumps everywhere they touched, his eyes always returned to mine.
“Oh, God!” I cried over and over as my orgasm started building again, wave after wave of ecstasy, unlike anything I’d ever felt before.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight, and wet. You feel so good!” He groaned as his movements became more frantic, my nails dug into him as I felt myself nearing the edge, again. His teeth grasped my nipple, he bit down, it was even stronger the second time, and my whole body convulsed. He growled as he filled me with his hot cum, his forehead pressed against my chest. My heartbeat was frantic, as he held me tightly, I couldn’t catch my breath, as we lay in each other’s arms, both panting. My mind was completely at peace, and I didn’t think.
“I love you...” I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. His head shot up; his eyes wide. I flushed red, as I realised what I had confessed.
“You’ve never said that before,” he murmured. “I love you so much, but only saying it now feels like you’re saying goodbye, please tell me where you live, what can it hurt? Please?”
“Because if I tell you and you don’t come to find me, it's going to devastate me all over again. If I tell you then I can’t pretend this was real, and I have to admit to myself I was so lonely and desperate I fell in love with a dream.” I whispered, on the verge of tears again.
“What if I was real?” He asked.
“Then you’d be perfect, and perfect doesn’t exist so you can’t be real.”
“Tell me your name, your number, anything and I will call you first thing in the morning. I promise, please just tell me?” I could feel my resolve crumbling. So instead, I pulled him into a passionate kiss, sucked his tongue, and felt his cock twitch inside me, and we made love again. As we held each other afterwards, kissing softly, he begged me to tell him my name, and where I lived. I knew time was running out, and his anguish was eating away at me. So, in a moment of weakness, I told him the city I was in. He was so happy and kissed me so deeply, I never wanted it to end. But it did, and when I woke up in my bed without him, I wept. My heart was broken all over again.
Daniel POV
I woke up in the hotel room but rather than feeling depressed and empty because she wasn’t there, I was invigorated. The whole time I had been flying all over the world trying to find her and she was right under my nose. I just had to get back and find her, I would drive through every neighbourhood if I had to. I saw her street from her windows, I just needed somewhere to start, and I would finally find her. I leapt out of bed, and I grabbed my phone to change my flights and move up my appointments. I needed to shower, no I needed to pack, I couldn’t decide what to do first I was so excited. I started throwing things in my bags, I was jumping around like a three-year-old I was so happy.
Charlie POV
I woke up destroyed all over again, only it was worse than the other times because he had been in my bed, but I couldn’t smell him on my sheets or pillows, and it left me feeling emptier than ever. I needed to get out and clear my head. I stripped my sheets, unable to look at them without him between them. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and threw on my running gear. I didn’t even bother making the bed, I just grabbed my phone, and what I needed and left. I just couldn’t be in my room without him anymore. I needed to think and breathe, the walls felt like they were closing in on me. So, I ran.
Daniel POV
I couldn’t change my flight, but I did get in touch with the site managers and moved up our meetings, so I could be back in the city by Wednesday morning. I called Ben in the cab on the way to the airport and had him rearrange the hotels, while I was in the air. I told him about my mate in hushed tones, to avoid the driver hearing anything, and informed him when I would be back, but I needed him to hold down the fort a little longer while I searched for her. He wasn’t happy and made me promise to meet with our newest employee, in return he would take care of things for a few more days while I drove around neighbourhoods, although he made that sound like stalker behaviour. And I only had until the upcoming Monday as no matter what he wasn’t going to be in the office, he was taking his mate away after working tirelessly in my stead. I felt terrible, I knew he had been putting off starting a family because I hadn’t found my mate and he had taken on so much while I was off searching. He really had gone above and beyond, and he needed some time off, I understood, it just put me in a bit of a time crunch. There was no chance of me finding her in a couple of days, but I could look at night, on weekends, and once Ben got back, who knows? At least there was hope, and that was something I hadn’t had much of since the dreams began. I felt like I was vibrating with energy until I remembered she was going to take those pills to stop her dreams, and then I crashed like a kid on a sugar high. I couldn’t do nothing, so I started pulling up neighbourhoods in the city, trying to rule out as many as possible before I wasted time driving through them.
Charlie POV
I got back from my run, my apartment still felt claustrophobic, the air was cold outside, but I opened a few windows anyway. I made coffee to keep myself warm, I hadn’t even showered because I was afraid, I’d have a panic attack in the cramped space. I wanted to get out, anywhere but the reminder of where he wasn’t, it was suffocating and everywhere I looked I saw him. I decided to check on Mrs Shapiro again, hoping she would provide an errand to distract me. But without an answer, I was starting to get worried, I decided if I hadn’t heard back from her by the time, I got home from work I would call the building manager and have him check on her. It was still too cold to go shower, I made myself a herbal tea to warm me up and calm my nerves. I found myself sitting at the counter staring at the spot he had stood in, when I found him, I couldn’t cry anymore, I just stared as my heart crumbled. My tea went cold as I sat, I don’t remember deciding to get up, I just know I did. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, I threw my dirty clothes in the hamper, I was on autopilot, something inside of me just switched off. I stood under the hot water for what felt like hours, my bathroom was full of steam and the chill that felt like it was down to my bones eventually thawed. It was like I had sleepwalked up until that point, and suddenly I was awake. I washed quickly and got out wrapping myself in a towel, but when I walked out and saw my naked bed, the tears began again. Not loud wailing sobs, just silent free-flowing tears. I dug out my sweats and made my bed, then I pulled out my old quilt, which my mother made from my baby clothes and took it into the lounge. I pulled a tub of ice cream out of the ice box and a spoon and curled up on the couch, wrapped in the security blanket. I sat in front of the TV I wasn’t even sure what was on it until the tub was empty. I checked the time, it was still too early to sleep, but I couldn’t stand it any longer, so I checked I had everything in my bag for the morning. I took my laundry downstairs and put it in two of the machines, I left it there, set a reminder on my phone, and walked back upstairs to pick out my clothes for tomorrow. I decided on my black wide-legged pants and my soft grey cowl-necked sweater. I pulled my winter coat out of the closet I used for storage, a beautiful cherry red cashmere coat my mother got me the Christmas the year before. I hung it on my closet door with my outfit and pulled out my suede black boots. My alarm went off and I felt like I had done enough, I went back downstairs to put my laundry in the dryer. I didn’t even notice anyone else was down there until a hand landed on my shoulder. I jumped a mile, shocked out of my little depression bubble.
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