CHAPTER 8 (BURNING UP)

"Try, Dean! Please try!" I whimper.

I need him right now.

I am burning up beyond anything I have ever felt before, it's as though Dean has brought this on!

It only started when he put his arms around me.

He caused this!!

"Dean! NOW!" I scream, my back arching as the pain spikes furiously.

A loud sexual moan emanates from Dean's parted lips, and his self control waivers as he crashes his lips to mine again.

All I can feel and think of is him.

The way his hands touch me, the way his lips move against mine, his weight on top of me, his musky sweet breath, the feel of shirt and tailored trousers against my over sensitive bare skin.

It's like the most intense feeling I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing. I just don't want it to end.

Not only the pleasure from Dean's incredible loving, but the feeling of intense love and emotion for this man makes this act of fornication a whole lot more incredible.

My lips start to quiver, working its way from my lips, all the way down to my toes.

Dean made love to me and in no time, the burning ache disappears immediately! Relief.

That's what I feel.

Understandable relief.

Dean grunts with a long relieved sigh.

We lay there together, his head on my chest as we calm our breathing until we inhale and exhale in sync with each other.

"I love you, Lizzie."

"I love you too, Dean."

I feel satiated, relaxed and wanted. I feel cherished. I feel... free.

I may not be able to understand why I feel so strongly for Dean as well as Holden, but I am happy.

Maybe I can figure this out in time?