“Silver,” I cry, curling my toes and biting the pillow. “I c-can’t… I’m… I’m going to?—”
“Come, baby!” he commands. “Let me feel that pussy clench.”
The second orgasm tears through me even harder than the first. I scream into the pillow, my whole body convulsing, more waves of pleasure rolling through me ’til I can barely breathe. Silver follows only a couple thrusts later, burying himself deep with a guttural groan, hips jerking as he spills inside me.
We collapse together, heaving for air.
It takes a couple of minutes for my heartbeat to slow down. For the world to stop spinning.
Silver rolls onto his back, pulling me with him so I’m draped across his chest. His heart is pounding just as erratically as mine, beating fast under my cheek before it gradually returns to normal.
My body is still buzzing, little aftershocks of pleasure zapping me every few seconds.
I press a lazy kiss to his chest and murmur, “Thank you. For always knowing how to pleasure a girl.”
He chuckles, the sound rumbling beneath my ear. “That’s the goal, baby.”
“Being with you is so easy,” I confess serenely. “It’s nothing like any other guy I’ve dated. You make me feel so safe and loved... I can truly let go and enjoy myself.”
“That’s what I’m here for,” he says, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “Making you feel safe and loved.”
We lay in comfortable silence for a while, tangled up in each other, sweat cooling on our skin. My body is satisfied, but my mind is still racing. It’s settled on the future after the event that took place tonight.
“What do you want?” I ask suddenly. “For the future.”
Silver shifts under me, angling his head for a glance down at me. “What do you mean?”
I prop my chin on his chest so I can see his face better. “I’m only twenty-one. If I’m honest, there’s so much more to come, you know? So much life ahead. Do you still feel that way? At your age?”
He chuckles, not offended by the question. “Yeah, I do. Even at forty-five, there’s still a lot of life left to live. A lot more things I want to do and want out of life.”
I chew on my lip, gathering more courage. Then I ask bluntly, “If I got pregnant tomorrow, Silver, what would we do?”
“Hang on, baby,” he says with a raised brow. “You trying to tell me something?”
I laugh, swatting his chest. “No! I’m not pregnant. IUD, remember?”
“Just checking.”
“I mean more hypothetically,” I explain, holding his gaze. “Do you want any more kids? Or to get married again? Be honest.”
Silver is quiet for a couple seconds, thinking it over. His thumb traces absent patterns on my shoulder while he does.
“I would,” he admits finally. “But only with the right woman, at the right time. For usboth.” He tilts my chin up, his blue eyes sincere. “I know you’re young, Solana. I’m not trying to rush you into anything. I’ll wait ten years for you if I have to. If that’s when you’re ready to settle down and get married or have kids.”
“I’ve already been imagining it,” I say, a small smile making its way onto my face. “The two of us together like that. Maybe when I graduate from Wheaton U. Then we can start that chapter together.”
He kisses my brow again. “That’s reasonable.”
I snuggle closer, deciding to probe further. “What would Tabby and Jack think? Would they be okay with it?”
“Jack would love a brother. He’s always begged for one. And Tabby? She’d probably only be sad she’s already so much older, so she can’t grow up with them. But they both adore you. They’d support it.”
“And Rachel?”
His jaw tightens briefly. “She’s my ex-wife. She has no say in what I do with my life, just like I’ve never had input about her and Fred. But being honest, she’d probably be pissed. Tabby tells me she hasn’t come around.”
“I wish we could all get along. But I understand it’s complex. Kind of like how I’m trying to repair things with Moses. It’s just one of those things we’ll have to work toward.”
