Her eyes widened, a look of near panic filling them before pleasure took hold, and she clawed at me again, crying out as she came around me hard. Shaking and whimpering and fucking me back, soaking up every bit of that feeling only I could give her.

The feel of her pussy gripping repeatedly around my cock meant there was no stopping it. I kissed her, groaning into her mouth, then buried my face against her throat and came hard, filling her, pumping her full with nothing between us.

We lay in a messy heap, arms and legs tangled, and I held her tight to me, not ready to let her go.

I tried to think of what the hell to say after that. There was no denying this was so much more than sex. We needed to talk, because the thought of dropping her at home tomorrow felt wrong in every way. If this was going to work, I needed her to open up, to share with me. I needed to know what scared her, what was stopping her from letting herself truly get close to me, and what caused her nightmares. I couldn’t fight her monsters if I didn’t know what kind they were.

Her hand on my back dropped to my side, and her breathing changed, turning slow and even.

I looked down at her.

She was already out cold.

I couldn’t bring myself to wake her, but we’d be talking tomorrow.

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