[ she exhales against his mouth, and the moment overwhelms her, both in terms of his physical proximity and his compassionate response. jessica craves a bottle of bourbon, although there's no alcohol in sight. thus, she seeks the only other panacea she can find. pressing her lips against his, she silences matthew with a kiss. it's slow at first, moving in rhythm to the soft strokes of his fingers, before quickly heating up.
she doesn't want to dwell on that monster, on what he forced her to do. instead, jessica suppresses those painful memories the best way she knows how — by numbing the sorrow with a pleasant distraction. ]
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she doesn't want to dwell on that monster, on what he forced her to do. instead, jessica suppresses those painful memories the best way she knows how — by numbing the sorrow with a pleasant distraction. ]