16- Gone

We were in a frenzy; from the office, to the hallway then the bedroom- all night long like we were possessed by some unknown force. Angry make-up sex had always felt so good but this time there was a shitty sinking feeling in my heart that just made me cry all night.

That didn't stop me from having an orgasm though- nothing could stop that powerful release that shook me and the relaxation that came with it.

I fell asleep somewhere in between and sometime during the night, woke up cuddled in his arms-- more like caged as if he didn't want me to slip out even to pee.

He sat up waiting for me and when I returned, I was going back to his arms with no questions asked, telling myself it was only because I didn't want to be forced into it.

I woke up alone the next day, the curtains pulled back and the morning light almost blinding. I grabbed a T-shirt I could find laying around which is very rare since Oliver is a neat freak and barely leaves anything lying around.

I headed downstairs, w