She took comfort in the weight of his body above her, in the feel of him sliding slowly in and out of her, in knowing that he was safe, he was here.
He was real.
She’d dreamt about him so many times while he was gone, sometimes she could hardly believe he was back.
Her hands tightened their grip on his shoulders and she kissed him forcefully, wrapping her tongue around his, making him moan and thrust in harder, faster, deeper. She urged him on, enjoying just watching him take pleasure from her body, and she felt tears falling again.
Part 5