Page 61 of Torch
I read through some articles, in medical journals online, until I felt tired enough to sleep, and when I was woken later, by a warm body wrapping itself around me, I rolled over to face into Torch’s chest, and fell asleep again, safe and protected in his arms.
I was woken again next, by something poking me in the back, and when I wriggled back against it, a low groan was my response, followed by a chuckle.
“I really fucking hope you’re awake, or I’m gonna have to try sleeping with a boner,” Torch whispered, his lips brushing against my ear and making me shiver.
“Nope, I’m asleep,” I whispered, being rewarded with another low chuckle.
“Maybe I’ll just see if I can sneak him inside you while you sleep then. You think people can orgasm in their sleep?”
I faked a snore, and he laughed, sliding his hands up under the t-shirt I wore.
“Thought I gave you pretty clear instructions about what to wear in bed, woman. What the fuck is this?”
Torch made short work of removing the t-shirt and my underwear, sliding his hands over my bare skin, his body heat practically scorching me, while simultaneously leaving goosebumps.
“How do you want me, babe?”
He wanted direction? I just wanted him to take what he wanted, maybe even what he needed, but I didn’t want to be the one making any decisions. Maybe he just needed a nudge into the right mindset, so he could feel comfortable taking what he wanted.
“If you can’t make that decision for yourself, Mr North, maybe you should get some sleep,” I said as tartly as I could, letting out a surprised squeak as I was pushed face down, and mounted by my big biker man.
“Fucking making a decision right now, slut, so how about you take my cock and shut up?” The fact that I was wet already was probably a good thing, because he didn’t hesitate, dragging his cock between my legs and pushing deep inside me, in one swift move. My breath rushed out of me as he pressed me down with his body weight, adjusting himself onto his elbows.
“Brace yourself, doc, I’m about to fuck you right into this mattress.”
He did too, he forcefully fucked me, with deep, almost painful thrusts, making me whimper each time he bottomed out, and he kept going for so long, I thought he’d never come. It was like he wasn’t getting there, even though he was fully invested in going the distance, and just when I thought he was going to give in, he groaned, shuddering as he filled me with his cum.
Something was wrong, and I think I sensed it before he realised. His breathing was too ragged, too shaky, and he suddenly pulled away from me, sitting on the side of the bed with his back to me.
“Torch?” His shoulders hunched, even as he gasped for breath.
“Fuck,” he hissed, rubbing at his face. “Sorry, babe… I… Jesus…” his voice cracked a little and he took a deep breath.
“Torch, it’s okay.”
“Need a…fuck… need a minute,” he said quietly, getting up and heading for the door, completely naked.
“Torch, stop! Don’t you walk out on me!”
He clenched his fists at his sides, his forehead thumping lightly against the door.
“Please,” he whispered, but I was up and wrapping myself around him as he lost control, those shudders returning, as he gasped for breath for a whole new reason.
“Let it out, Torch. It’s okay.”
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Itwasallcomingcrashing down on me, and I couldn’t fight it. I was breaking apart like some kind of pussy, but at least it was only my fucking woman witnessing my pathetic breakdown, right? It wasn’t like I needed her to love and rely on me, and see me as a fucking man.
Grace was hugging me from behind, her arms tight enough to fucking catch me if I fell, but what kind of man would I be if I did that? If I just fucking let her hold me, while I cried like a pussy.
“It’s okay, Torch. You can let it out with me.”
I pulled free of her, heading back to the bed, because at least someone might not fucking hear me from there. My breaths were heaving in my chest, each one sounded more ragged than the last, and I couldn’t hold it back.
“Torch?” Grace had stayed by the door, naked, her arms around herself now, and looking lost and abandoned. I hadn’t meant to leave her there, but I’d felt the urge to run before I showed this much weakness to anyone. I reached out a hand to her, and she ran in my direction, landing on me as she wrapped her arms around me.
“I know you’re used to being strong, and that’s okay, but if you let out your pain, it doesn’t make you weak, Torch. If you don’t let it out, it’ll just hurt you more.”
