Gifted Connections 4

He chuckled as he gyrated his hips against me. “I do, mon tresor, you hate it, but I do. Maybe not completely yet…but I know you.”

I couldn’t focus on our conversation any longer as his lips met mine once more and his pace quickened. He continued to push me to higher and higher heights until I let go. I cried out my release as he roared his own.

I was utterly exhausted now and sated. My legs felt like jelly, and my arms were numb as they fell away from him.

He collapsed seconds later and went to withdraw from me, but I wasn’t ready to feel empty yet.

“Don’t,” I bade him as I wrapped my legs around him again. “Stay like this for a moment.” I showed him a brief glimpse of my vulnerability.

“I’m going to crush you.” He laughed softly.

For once, there wasn’t hard cynicism around his features, and he looked content and relaxed. The smile I had seen in so many of his movies hovered around his lips.

“You won’t,” I insisted as I closed my eyes enjoying the afterglow of our coupling.

We laid like that for several moments before he finally withdrew. I barely stifled the groan of disappointment from leaving my mouth. He abruptly flipped onto his back and took me with him so that now our positions were reversed and he was on the bottom. His hands trace all over my spine and then to my buttocks.

“Where is this from?” he asked as he traced the puckered flesh under my rear.

“My stepmother’s boyfriend cut me,” I admitted quietly. I felt him stiffen beneath me and I sighed. “I already told you; I was emotionally, physically, and sexually abused by my stepmom and her boyfriends. I really don’t like talking about it to people. I especially didn’t want to tell a man I met just hours ago. I know he’s doing an amazing job with Jemmy and Ella, but…I don’t trust that easily.”

“Did they make you afraid of the dark?” he asked grimly.

I laughed mirthlessly. “No, that actually started here. I was roofied and nearly sexually assaulted here one night. He turned off all the lights in the laundry room, and the darkness never leaves.”

He muttered a curse. “Where were the guys? What happened to that man?”

I sat up and slowly started slipping back on my clothes. “I was in an argument with most of the guys that night, and as I’m apt to do when I’m angry or hurt, I ran to lick my wounds in private. He’s gone. They took him away. Where? I don’t know nor care. I never asked.”

He was silent for a few moments as we pulled on our clothing. “Dr. Wong is a brilliant man, and he’s equipped to help you with these things, why won’t you talk to him?” he finally asked.

“I don’t trust shrinks,” I said bluntly. “I was already misdiagnosed once. They fed me these pills that made me feel like a zombie robot. I never want to feel that way again. Sure I may be fixed but at what cost?”

“I really don’t think Dr. Wong would do that to you,” he quietly reassured me before he grabbed the sides of my face and gave me a long lingering kiss.

I never imagined that he would be the post coitus affectionate type, but I couldn’t deny the fact that I liked it.

“I’m hungry,” I admitted quietly after our lips parted.

He chuckled. “So am I. Are we heading back to the apartment or heading to the DFAC?” he asked.

“Let’s go back to the apartment,” I said decisively.

I still wasn’t ready to face people, and I needed a break before training. Just because I was benched didn’t mean I would be sitting out of practice.

I didn’t expect to see all the guys back in the apartment when I returned.

“Hey,” I said as I entered the apartment feeling like I was caught by my parents after sneaking out of the house.

Drake already had a huge salad made with grilled chicken and some kind of crusty bread.

“Hey, back,” Troy said with a knowing smile. “Have anything to tell us, princess?”

I groaned as I grabbed a large bowl. “I really can’t wait until we can leave this place. Word travels way too fast. So, how did this game of telephone start? How does everyone know I’m not cleared to active status?”

“Me,” Remy grunted. “Neither am I,” he then gave me a small smirk. “I wouldn’t talk either, and Dr. Wong didn’t seem to like it when I threw every question he had for me back at him. I’m more than capable of doing my job without someone poking and prodding into my head.”

Jaxson started to laugh. “When will you guys realize how to play the game and just tell them what they want to here? Yes, Dr. Wong, my mom left me as a child for her evil lover, but I had a strong supportive family that made me realize that her actions don’t define me, instead they made me a stronger person.”