his long stiff member to the core of her soaking wet readiness; fully and finally uniting them as one as their kiss deepened further still.
Their hips claimed an immediate rhythm as they once again engaged in an intimate tango; their bodies writhing and slithering together as their enjoined tongues mirrored their motion.
Running her trembling fingers through the softness of his thick wavy hair, Bethany pressed her soft voluptuous body against her lover’s hard and chiseled one; moaning outright as he continued to probe and penetrate her.
Sinking deeper into the confines of Bethany’s whisper soft bed, the couple lost themselves in a binding embrace as Jaxson surged forth to her very being; their sweat-lined bodies molding together as he smothered her with passionate kisses. He entered her over and over, tossing from one side of the bed to the other, his hand under her back to pull him hardness deeper into her womanhood with an intensity that took them both into a different dimension, pure, timeless bliss. Bethany gasped repeatedly, as he penetrated her, lunging in and out, sending shivers uncontrollably throughout her.
Finally and with a long last stroke he sent them both careening across the bounds of a powerful mutual climax; one that ignited both their bodies in the realm of passion’s fire as they moaned their pleasure.
Silence overtook them moments later as they collapsed into one another’s arms; sharing an entwined body as if one.
Moments later the exhausted couple reclined together in the shared heaven of their own private resting place; whispering their good nights as they fell asleep in one another’s arms.
As Jaxson drifted off to sleep, he found his psyche suddenly bathed in the realm of an ethereal dreamscape; an azure seascape in which his body floated free and unencumbered.
For just a moment he savored the beauty of his aquiline surroundings; the sweet pink and fuscia guppies, the golden starfish, the swaying water lilies every hue of the rainbow.
Yet after just a moment of blissful respite a sense of dread overcame him; setting his nerves on end as he saw before him a most unwelcome sight.
Once again he saw the ghoulish shadowy body, still and limp in the water. And as before he dove to the aid of a victim who was anything but.
His dreamscape shifted in suspended animation as he scooped the dummy up in his arms; this time daring to look downward to spot the bomb that hovered dangerous just beneath him.
Then he saw the flash of red, followed by a time of darkness; an interval shattered by the sudden presence of a nurturing hand placed right across his heart.
Coming awake with a heated gasp, Jaxson turned into Bethany’s embrace as she held him closer than close.
“What did you see this time Jaxson?” his lover whispered, voice soft and nurturing.
“I saw everything,” Jaxson answered immediately, adding as he raised his eyes to pin Bethany with a meaningful glance, “I saw the dummy, I saw the bomb, I saw the explosion. I saw Tommy positioned in between me and the bomb, and there was nothing I could have done differently.” He paused here, adding as he squared his broad shoulders and lifted his firm chin to prideful effect, “He will be fine, somehow, I just know, he will be fine.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
These words echoed in Jaxson’s mind a week later, as he made his way into the all familiar office of his therapist, Dr. Bethany Pierce.
In the wake of their night of unbelievable passion, Bethany had made some surprise arrangements.
….which is why it really surprised him now, as he spotted two glasses of sparkling champagne poised at the edge of his therapist’s desk.
“I have wonderful news for you,” Bethany, dressed today in a beige pant suit that flattered her generous curves, rose from the seat behind her desk to join her hands with his. “After completing a thorough evaluation of your case, your commanding officers
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