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“Nothing to thank me for. Close your eyes. I got you.” He trapped her leg with his and caged her in his arms. For her, he’d put aside battling his demons, battle their hurt—until at least one of them came out unscathed.
    Quiet sobbing woke him from a fitful sleep. On the nightstand the blinking clock read four in the morning. Jimmy stroked Sameera’s hair and trailed a finger down the side of her face. He couldn’t take much more of the despair ripping her apart. He promised he’d shoulder her grief, shoving back his own, he kissed her on the cheek and swiped the tears rolling down her face.
    “S-sorry. I was having a good dream, and then woke up and realized it was fantasy.”
    “Sam, stop apologizing.” Her sorrow tore at his soul.
    “J.J., I’m afraid to go back to sleep. I don’t want to see his face. I keep seeing his smile.”
    “It’s gonna take time, meerkat.” Her body shivered in his arms. “You’re cold.” He rubbed her skin. Sameera scooted her body into his, wrapping her arms tight around him. Jimmy groaned. They weren’t kids anymore. She was a woman, he a man. She smelled of sunshine, and her skin soft as cotton. She tucked her face into his chest. His dick lurched against her naked stomach. Sameera knew. The absence of her breathe on his chest told him so. “Sorry. I should go.”
    “No. It’s okay we can ignore what I just felt. Please don’t leave yet.” Sameera tightened her hold.
    Ignoring the awkward moment seemed illogical, as the affliction hadn’t subsided. Each time her body squirmed, the more coiled his arousal became.
    “Maybe forgetting for a little while isn’t a bad idea.” Her quiet voice penetrated the silence.
    “Sam,” he hissed. She had no idea what she was suggesting, asking of him, if she did, she wouldn’t put him in the position of being a dick either way in the outcome. Jimmy closed his eyes.
    “I’m broken and feel like I’m dying. Please, just one time. Give me something besides this unbearable grief.”
    Jimmy swiped a tear from her face. How could he tell her no? He tipped her face up to his and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Sameera’s breathing quickened. One taste wasn’t enough. He dipped in and stole another, drank her in, feasted on her sweet tasting mouth. As he slid his fingers in her hair, she plastered her body over him. Jimmy growled and ripped her lace panties off, giving into the unrelenting need to sink his fingers into her tight core. Using his other hand, he tore the shirt over her head, and feasted his gaze on her breasts confined by black lace. Taking her breast in his palm, he flicked her nipple. Her intake of breath and quivering thighs teased him.
    “J.J.,” she moaned, as he speared his fingers in and out of her core, then brought the sopping digits into his mouth. The combination of her taste and her hand wrapped around his dick made him groan, which turned into a harsh wheeze as she dragged the tip over her folds, wetting his appetite for more. Jimmy took the reins and propelled forward. Sameera’s soft gasp rung in his ears as he penetrated her.
    “So tight.” Her body loosened as he worked farther into her welcoming body, strumming her clit between them, easing her to his size. Sameera ran her hands up his chest, around his neck, surging her mouth to his. He swallowed the sweet taste of her as he rocked in and out of her luscious body. When she fell back onto the bed, he followed her. Her nails bit into his arms, he relished the sting. Welcomed the scars she’d leave along his arms, down his back, and in his soul.
    Their passions mounted as they formed their own rhythm devoid of music, other than the cadence of their hearts beating in furious sync, their breathing signaling the inevitable crescendo. Jimmy slowed his pace while kissing a path down her neck, stopping to sample her pert breasts. Sameera’s body trembled each time he nipped her budded nipples, her pussy gushed and clenched around him, drowning him