Desperation

by VenusJay

There is nothing so torturous as to want what you can't have. It is worse however when it is more than a want. It is a desperate need. Oh look at that, a review? Well now that just made my day like a banoffee pie.

13. Chapter 13

I could feel the cold weight of his cast as it rested on my thigh. I threaded my fingers through his hair to pull him closer. I could hear him gag but I just leant back in enjoyment, letting out a contented sigh.

"Yeah, like that," I told him and he repeated the motion enthusiastically, his eyes twinkling at me mischievously. I smiled lazily down at him and he smoothed his hand along my stomach muscles. The motion reminded me of my army days, the first time when sexual need had become desperate for us all and favours were exchanged.

There had been a moment with one of the privates when he had slowly worked his mouth around me. I'd been enjoying it until he reached up a hand to rest on my chest. It had been far too intimate and I had punched him for it. Now though, I craved Jim's touch. I wanted some level of intimacy from the porcelain figure of a man.

I laughed at the sight of his disheveled tie when he pulled back from me, a wide grin on his face.

"You're so sexy," he said wistfully.

I pulled him back towards me.

"Obviously."