She noticed that the air was suddenly very heavy and it was getting hard to breathe and at the same time she realized that she may have had too many drinks.
The lips moving down her neck felt so good and the hand moving down her stomach to the part of her that ached to be touched, oh, it felt amazing but it didn't matter because when she looked up the eyes she was looking into were blue instead of brown and the face… handsome but not battle worn.
This man above her, pleasing her with his hand, would never understand him. He had never seen the wonders she had… or the horrors, done the things she had done. He would never get her like Jack would sometimes she wondered what he thought about as he laid in bed, what haunted his dreams, what he cried about when sleep wouldn't come to him, or the things he smiled about in his daydreams. Of course she knew him, and probably deeper than even Sara did, but she had never known him intimately, despite all off the looks, little conversations, and illusions she still didn't know what he talked about in his most vulnerable of moments
A tingling feeling up her legs made it's way into her conscious thought and she closed her legs over his hand stopping his movement . She looked up again, this guy… Aaron? Looked so please with himself, so smug, he must think he got her to finish. He was younger than her if she didn't know it before, she'd have known it in this moment. She can't believe she thought this was a good idea, She just was so desperate… for something. It had been a while and still it was only him, She wanted him, all of him, scars and all and she had made herself so lonely waiting for him. This was the first time she had been touched like this in… God only knows how long and she couldn't stand it.
Aaron was looking at her, confusion in his eyes and she couldn't fix it, she didn't care to. Repulsion turned in her stomach and her hands itched to push him off of her but GOD! if Jack only wanted to be her safe bet why not let him be? So she ran her hands down his torso and grabbed him, he was hard, hot and ready. For her. And she let him have her. She moved for him, writhed for him, moaned for him…
And she came for him.
But the whole time she thought of Jack.