“Yeah, that’s my good girl. Let me feel you. Come all over me.”
As I pump my seed deep inside her, Zah blinks up at me. Her eyes clear, as if in this moment she’s sobering up. I could taste the alcohol on her breath from the first kiss.
I’ll admit, I had a few drinks after the game before heading over to shower and get ready. I’d been nervous about how things would go with Zah and might have overdone it.
I kiss her hard as I shudder with my orgasm and growl. I think my climax helps to clear my head as well. I break the kiss and look down into Zah’s eyes, searching. Her eyes grow wide, and she begins to wiggle away from me.
“What’s wrong? Where are you going?”
“You promised we would decide together. Fuck, what was I thinking? How could I do something so stupid?”
“Zah, I got caught up. I wasn’t thinking. I’ve never had unprotected sex with anyone else.”
“I’m not worried about an STD, Bentley. Do you understand what this could mean?”
“Come on. I’m not an idiot. Of course, I know. Why are you making this a big deal?
“If you’re pregnant, we’ll get married. I’ll take care of you both.”
“Just like that? We haven’t talked through any of our problems.”
“You weren’t saying that a few minutes ago,” I mutter.
I regret the words the moment they’re out of my mouth. Zah’s mouth falls open, then rage fills her eyes. I groan and pull a hand down my face.
“Fuck you, Bentley. You’re an asshole. This was such a big mistake.”
“Baby, wait. I didn’t mean that. All right, all right, that was a dick thing to say. I’m an asshole for sure.
“Don’t leave. You’re right, we do need to talk. I’m sorry,” I plead.
“Save it. This is my fault; I had all that alcohol on an empty stomach. I walked in here and saw you and lost my damn mind.
“I need to stay away from you. I’ve just started to get my life together and now here I am doing dumb shit.”
“I didn’t know making love to someone who loves you counts as dumb shit. Good to know.”
“It is when you allow said person to nut up in you all night. Oh my gosh, how many times was that? This is Vegas, I’m sure I can find a Plan B.”
“You would do that?” I ask, sounding hurt to my own ears.
“To keep us from hurting an innocent kid with our bullshit, yes.”
“Our bullshit?” I explode.
I know I need to walk away and take a beat, but I keep going. It’s like I unravel all the work I’ve done on myself. Watching her try to walk away from me again and hearing her say she doesn’t want our baby cuts me to my core.
I think what sets me off is the fact that I realized rounds ago that we were having unprotected sex. For a fleeting moment, my drunken mind had thought that maybe a baby would make her stay.
“Whatever, Zahirah. I’m used to you abandoning me. Go ahead and walk out.
“I can’t make you love me. I can’t make you stay. All I seem to be able to do is make you come.
“If that’s all I am to you, then you should go. It’s best you get rid of the baby now, that way they don’t have to learn what it’s like to love you and lose you over and over again. It’s not like I’ll do right by either of you.
“Get the fuck out. You only remind me of everything I’ve lost. I?—”
“Bent, you better stop now if you ever want to say another word to me again. Stop now because if you cross that line, I’m done.
