“You wanna keep bustin’ my chops?”
“I don’t know,” I retorted. “Can you fuck me correctly now?”
He buried himself deep. “Like this?”
I groaned. “God, yes. Just like that.”
He gripped my hips. “Or, do you like it like this?”
He shifted slightly and when he thrust in again, his dick hit my G-spot and I exploded around him. He continued to slam into me until he built me up again and I fell flat as my pussy contracted around his dick. He was right behind me and continued to bury himself deep, grinding my clit to the mattress which built yet another orgasm in me.
I screamed into a pillow as I came apart, Orion’s cock pulsing inside of me as we both found release.
He rolled us onto our sides and kissed the nape of my neck. “I love you.”
I smiled. “I love you, too.”
He pulled out of me, stepping into the bathroom and returning quickly with a warm washcloth. After cleaning me up, he threw the washcloth into the corner and pulled me up against him, wrapping the sheet around us. “My mom was killed by a drunk driver ten years ago.”
I stilled, sliding my hand over his belly. “I’m sorry, honey.”
“Dad was on a run. Checking on a couple of the shops and couldn’t get back in time to see her before she took her last breath. It ripped him apart. I think it’s still ripping him apart.”
I blinked back tears, kissing his chest.
“He blames himself for not being here,” Orion continued. “They were tight. Loved each other like crazy, but they’d had a fight before he left. She didn’t want him to go for some reason. I’m not entirely sure why, but Dad has always felt he was responsible for her death.”
“Do you?”
“Of course not. It was the fucking asshole who drove blitzed out of his head. But it left Dad alone with three kids and Mom had been the glue, so things fractured a little. Don’t get me wrong, Dad’s always been a great dad, but he broke when she died and now he’s sick and I honestly don’t know if he has the will to fight this.”
I settled my chin on my hand and met his eyes. “You don’t really think your dad will let this beat him, do you?”
Orion scrubbed his hand down his face. “I honestly don’t know.”
I sat up. “Have you been dealing with this all day?”
“In regards to what exactly?”
“The emotional upheaval of knowing your dad’s sick and not sure if he loves you enough to fight for his life.”
“Jesus Christ, Raquel, you freak me the fuck out.”
“Because I know you?”
“Yeah,” he whispered, and I inched toward him on my knees.
Leaning down, I kissed his belly, then straddled his hips and flattened my palms on his chest. “I’m really sorry you’re dealing with this crap.”
His hands slid to my hips and over my butt. “Thanks, baby.”
“Can I do anything for you?”
“You’re doing it.” He flipped me so I was on my back and his dick was pressing against my entrance.
For the next hour, he distracted me thoroughly and I passed out wrapped around my gorgeous man.
Raquel
