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me, they told me what happened. They were afraid to tell their loved ones to spare them the pain, but when they were talking to me, it was therapeutic.” She still didn’t say anything. “I’m not pressuring you to tell me what haunts you. I’m just saying that you’ll feel better once you do.”
    “You’re probably right.”
    “I am right.”

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    When they got home, they went straight into the bedroom, leaving the bottle of wine on the couch, forgotten.
    Coen touched the straps of her dress and slipped each one off until the dress fell to the floor. He pressed his forehead against hers as he unclasped her bra and let it fall. When she was just standing in her underwear, he kissed her body everywhere, relishing the taste of her skin. “Give me a minute,” he whispered into her ear. He licked his tongue across her neck then down her shoulder, making her spine shiver. Then, he grabbed her breasts and squeezed them gently, cupping them in his large hands. His eyes were wide with excitement as he explored her. It didn’t matter how many times he had done it. He was still obsessed with touching her everywhere. The tan color of her skin reminded him of a golden pineapple. Sunkissed. Her skin was soft and smooth even though she swam in the ocean almost every day. Her hands weren’t calloused even though she worked as a custodian. She was a direct contradiction to everything she did. When his hands glided down her ribs, he saw a thin line, almost impossible to see. It looked like a scratch. He caressed it with his fingers while she looked at him, waiting for him to comment on it. When he didn’t, she tried not to look relieved.
    Tired of waiting for him to finish, she stripped off his clothes and studied his body. His skin was flawless even though he was a trainer and had been in more physical sparring matches than she would ever know. He flexed his chest muscles when she touched him, showing her he was strong. He didn’t need to do that because she already knew how muscular he was. He just liked to prove a point. There was no trace of damage anywhere on his body. He was lucky he escaped unscathed. “You’re so beautiful,” she said as she felt his broad shoulders. “And not just on the outside.”
    “There’s no comparison,” he said as he kissed her gently, parting her lips with his tongue. His tongue danced around hers. The parting of their lips and the quiet moans fell on their ears, exciting both of them. He guided her to the bed then laid her down, crawling on top of her. She opened her legs and felt him push against her.
    She broke their kiss. “Lie down.”
    He read her mind. He knew she wanted to go down on him. “I want to make love.”
    “You do?”
    “I’m so in love with you,” he said as he kissed her.
    Hot tears sprang from her eyes and one dripped down her cheek. The emotion escaped for a moment then disappeared in light of their passion. She could never find the words to explain how she felt about him, how she loved him.
    Her hands ran down hi s back, memorizing every muscle under his skin. She knew his body better than he did. When he breathed into her mouth, she felt even more excited. The heat was always there between them. Just a kiss was enough to light a fire in between her legs. He always sent her to the edge of pleasure, almost making her come before they actually had sex. Before he actually entered inside her, she was brewing with sexual frustration. She grabbed a condom then ripped it open. He leaned over her and let her roll it onto his cock. It twitched as she touched it. When she squeezed him gently then ran her thumb over the tip, he moaned quietly. He inserted the tip inside her, pushing his large head entirely in, before he made the plunge. As soon as he was fully inside her, she felt her walls crumble.
    “I’m coming already.”
    He moved into her harder, kissing her while he ran his hands through her hair.
    She scratched his back, digging her nails into his skin as