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CHAPTER 7

I left the hospital that afternoon after filling out all kinds of paper work. With my eyes so puffy I could barely see. Jake carried me to the car. When we got to his house, I was in shock. He sat me on the bed, and started to walk away.

"stay" I whispered. He looked back at me.

"please." I looked up at him pleading. He turned around and sat next to me. He put his hand out and I took it without thinking. We sat there for a very, very long time. I just stared into the nothingness I felt inside. He put his arm around me and pulled me close to him. I snuggled down into him. My hand finding it's way to his leg. The next thing I knew I was kissing him. And he was kissing back. I took off his shirt, and ran my hands up his body, waist to chest, and around his neck where my hands locked, soon wandering to run through his hair. He unbutton my shirt, and slipped it off kissing every part of me as it became exposed, my neck, collar bone, shoulders, cleavage, breasts, stomach. His hands slid up and down my back caressing my skin with the softest of touches. I undid his jeans and they fell to the floor. He shivered with anticipation. Our breaths were mirrored in each other, out and in together. He unzipped my jeans, and slid them down my legs uncovering my hidden tattoos, and a black thong, that matched my bra. We laid down on the bed, him hovering over me, not saying a word, incapacitated by the moment. He skillfully took off my bra with one hand. Grabbing and kissing each breast one at a time. I moaned with pleasure. He smiled, just slightly. He continued down my body, kissing each inch on the way. He slipped off my thong and slowly, slid his hand between my legs. I traced my finger along the inside of his boxers, he let out a heavy breath. I threw his boxers to the floor. It was quite except for the sound of our breathing, both the same, but different. Hot, heavy, rough, painfully erotic. He laid down beside me, both of us breathless, and fulfilled. He tucked his arm around me and for the first time in a week, I had a peaceful sleep.