Rachel took everything I gave her, crying out with every thrust, her nails raking down my back.
If I could stop time and keep this moment forever I would.
I needed this woman.
I craved her.
Desired her.
Coveted her.
She was my epic love affair, and I realized in this moment thatI’dnever be able to forget her. I’d dream of her long after she’d left this town in the dust.
The words were on my tongue.Stay with me. Don’t leave. We could build something together. Something big.
But it was too soon. My best bet was to make her fall in love with my cock, not with me.
So I revved my engine up and gave her everything I had until she was crying out with each thrust, her breasts slapping up with each push of my cock.
I could feel her building again, her inner muscles starting to flutter around me, and I reached between us to rub her clit because I needed her to come again.
Needed to feel her fall apart on my cock.
“Come for me,” I demanded. “Come on my cock, Rachel.”
She did, her whole body seizing up as the orgasm ripped through her.
And then, the pulsing grip of her pussy pulled my own release out of me before I could even think about pulling out. I came inside her with a groan that felt like it was torn from somewhere deep in my chest, spilling everything I had while my hips jerked helplessly against her.
My life was complete.
I could lay down and die now, a contented man.
I shuddered on top of her, not wanting this moment to end as we both slowly floated back down to reality.
And when I found reality, it smacked me in the face. We hadn’t used any protection. I’d just come inside her like some reckless teenager.
And the worst part?
Some crazy fucking thing inside me didn’t regret it.
There was a primal beast living in me thathopedshe’d get pregnant.
I wanted Rachel to stay here forever, giving me babies. We could build a life together, her and me, us, right here in this house that had been empty of a woman’s touch for far too long.
But then the second wave of reality hit me in the face.
What did I have to offer her?
My bank account had less than a thousand dollars in it. I lived paycheck to paycheck, just like the people I helped, because I spent more time doing free work for neighbors than jobs that actually paid.
I opened my eyes and studied her face. She was watching me and I wondered what was going through her mind right now with my cock softening inside her, still buried to the hilt, refusing to leave now that it had taken up residence.
For Rachel, I could do things differently. I could call my buddy Davis tomorrow and ask him for a real job with a steady paycheck.
He’d been trying to get me to come on board for the past year, ever since he’d opened up his big construction company.
Davis thought I’d make a good foreman for one of his crews, and he’d dangled a big salary in front of my eyes. But so far I hadn’t blinked.
