Nails digging in, hard enough to draw blood, she comes apart in my arms, her pussy tightening around my cock. I push her through it, thrusting into her as she continues to fall off the edge and then I follow her over it, losing myself to her.
She makes it so damn easy to forget there’s anyone else in the world other than us.
When our breathing has returned to normal and we’ve both cleaned up I hold her to me, but my sleep is anything but restful.
Vanessa is tense this morning and the dark circles under her eyes suggest she had as good of a night’s sleep as me, which was nothing.
She hands me a coffee silently, and goes back to staring out the window.
“Please don’t ask me if I’m okay,” She whispers.
“Okay,” I glance over to the living room, finding Ethan in his little seat with cartoons playing on the screen. “Can I do anything?”
She shakes her head.
I didn’t know what else to do so I say what I’ve been thinking about the past couple days.
“I think you should go back to college.”
She whips her head to me, “Sorry?”
“It was your dream to be a doctor,” I say, leaning back on the counter with my coffee. I’d shoved sweats on when I rolled out of bed this morning and I’m currently topless, my hair disheveled. I’d grab a shower in a minute.
“Wasbeing the optimum word there,” She places her cup down on the side hard enough that the coffee splashes over the rim.
“Is that not the case anymore, trouble?”
“No,” She grumbles, “I have a baby who needs me more. And going back wouldn’t bethateasy. I’m still paying off my student loans from the fucked up first attempt.”
“But I’m here now,” I point out.
“You were there the first time too,” She snaps.
Shit.
“Ness.”
She narrows her eyes.
“Okay, trouble,” I place my coffee down and take a step towards her, but she stiffens which gives me pause, “What can I do?”
“I don’t know, Kolt,” There’s venom in her tone but I don’t think she means for it to be there. Her defenses are up, just like the first day I arrived. I knew it would take time and this blissful week was a break, but I hadn’t expected it so soon. “Maybe turn off this fucking anxiety?”
“It’s going to take time,” I assure her.
“Ineed some time,” She whispers. “It’s too much.”
I can see the fear in her face, the tears glistening in her eyes.
“Please just tell me what to do.”
“I need some space, Kolt.” She says, her voice firmer.
“I’m not leaving, Ness.”
“Just for today,” she shakes her head and then starts walking, slipping by me and into the living room to check on Ethan, “Just for a couple of hours.”
“Ness,” I plead, “We can work this out.”
