And he did, thought Julia to herself, as she lay awake later that
night, Michael fast asleep beside her.
For the first time in her life, she felt free, as if a huge giant
weight had been lifted off her shoulders.
What she'd told Michael was true, she still loved Eric. She didn't
think she'd ever stop loving him, nor did she think that of
the man who was now next to her.
And it was true, they couldn't be together, but deep down in her heart,
they always would be.
She'd keep that memory, the memory of the night they'd shared close to
her.
Julia also knew it'd take a lot of willpower to keep her hands off
Michael now, now that she knew what he could TRULY be capable of. *wink
wink*
It'd been mindblowing the first time, when she'd been with Eric, but
this was so much better, one reason being, she knew what she was
doing. The second reason being well..she decided that's something else
she'd keep to herself.
The temptation was there to stay in Michael's room, in Michael's bed,
but she knew she had to do the right thing.
And leave.
He lay on his stomach, facing away from her, Julia watched his chest
rise and fall with each breath as he slept, sliding her hand down his
shoulder, down his side, feeling every inch, every muscle.
One last time.
The memory of him being with her, of them coming together, burned even
brighter and hotter in her mind now, not only the sense memory, but the
body memory.
Every inch she touched of him, she remembered how he'd touched her.
This man that had so much warmth and so much love inside of him, and
she felt grateful to have experienced that, to have shared in that.
Julia raised herself up onto her knees, then leaned down over Michael,
kissing him on the back of the neck.
He groaned when she did, his eyes sliding open.
"Just saying thank you," she whispered, feeling his arms come around
her body. "And goodbye."
Michael was on his back now, looking up at her with sleepy brown eyes.
She felt him pull her against him.
"Not now," he whispered.
"Michael, I HAVE to," she whispered. "I can't stay."
He pulled her even closer now, close enough to straddle him.
"Yes," he whispered, going down on her neck. "You can."
Her mind spun even more so, her heart began to race, breathing began to
shake.
"Just stay with me," whispered Michael, his breath warm against her
skin. "Just a little longer."
"Oh God.." she whimpered, her eyes squeezing shut.
When she opened them, Michael was looking down at her.
He leaned down to kiss her, slidng his tongue deep in her mouth, Julia
groaned at the feel of him.
His hands slid all up and down her body, and soon his lips were
following the same path.
She bit down as hard as she could on her bottom lip, trying desperately
to not cry out, but GOD..how he felt...what he was doing! Oh GOD he was
..OH GOD..OH GOD...OH GOD...he's doing it..OH GOD he's doing it! Eric
NEVER did that! OH GOD!
"Julie," he whispered, his voice in her ear.
She moaned softly under her breath, no words would come to describe
how good she felt.
Michael chuckled, kissing the side of her face, the side of her neck.
"I know," he whispered.
"Don't stop," whimpered Julia. "Please..Just.."
"Don't have to beg, love," he whispered.
I have to leave..I know I do, I can't stay here, I can't stay with him.
But please just let me..just one last time.
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