“Where do you want it?”I pant, my rhythm faltering as I fight to hold back.
“Inside,” she gasps, her nails digging crescents into my shoulders.“Come inside me.”
That’s all it takes.With a guttural roar, I thrust deeper and explode, pumping her full of my cum.My vision blurs as pleasure courses through me, even more intense than last night.
I collapse on top of her, careful to brace most of my weight on my forearms.We lie there panting, my cock still pulsing inside her, her walls occasionally clenching around me in aftershocks.
When I finally catch my breath, I pull out slowly, watching with satisfaction as my cum leaks from her swollen pussy onto the green felt.That’s likely going to stain, and I can’t seem to give a fuck.
My gaze lifts and locks with hers, and I watch as she roughly drags her fingers through her hair.“I can’t believe I let that happen again.”
I pull my jeans up and tuck myself away, fastening my belt before I reach into my back pocket for a handkerchief.Stepping between her spread legs, I clean her up.
“That’s twice now,” I rasp.“Twice we didn’t use protection.”
She tenses slightly, pushing my hands away from the insides of her thighs before she hops off the table and roughly shoves her tits back into her bra.Her shirt comes over her head next, then she snatches her panties from the floor.It’s like her clothes are her armor, and she’s bracing for battle.
“Amelia… can you just slow down for a minute?”
Keeping her back to me, she pulls her panties up her legs before wrestling with her jeans.Once she’s decent, she turns to me.
“You don’t have to worry.I’m clean, and I’m on the pill.”
“That’s not…” My voice trails, my mind still stuck on the last part of her sentence.It triggers something in me—a memory, a longing so profound it feels like physical pain.A vision of Amelia in a hospital bed, cradling Dylan, her face tired but radiant.
I told no one I went to the hospital to see her after he was born, but maybe it’s time I do.
“I was there,” I confess, my voice barely audible.“At the hospital, after Dylan was born.”
She stills, shock flitting over her features.“What?”
“I stood outside your room.Watched through the window as you held him.”The words pour out of me now.“You looked so beautiful, so complete with him in your arms.And it gutted me, Amelia.Absolutely gutted me.”
Her eyebrows pinch together, confusion marring her beautiful face.
“I don’t understand…”
Of course she doesn’t.I ghosted her and made her feel worthless.I sent her running into Russell’s arms because I didn’t know how to process all the changes happening in my life.
My mother had just died, and my father had taken off.Granddaddy handed me a ton of responsibilities on the ranch, and I felt this overwhelming pressure build in my chest.Letting her go was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but she doesn’t know that.
“Why would you come to the hospital?”
I honestly don’t know what made me go.I think I needed to see that she was happy.That hurting her like I did wasn’t all for nothing.
I swallow thickly.“I just needed to see you.I thought ending things with you was the hardest thing I’d ever have to do, but it turns out, seeing you with your son was much harder because it should have been us.”My voice cracks.“He should have been ours.And seeing you with him, loving him...it showed me everything I’d thrown away.”
A tear slides down her cheek.“You can’t say things like that to me.It doesn’t change things between us.”
I cup her face, wiping away the tear with my thumb.“I didn’t end things because I didn’t care, Amelia.I ended them because I cared too much.Because I knew I wasn’t good enough for you then.Wasn’t ready to be what you deserved.”
“That wasn’t your choice to make,” she whispers fiercely.
“I know that now.”
“Yeah, well, I’m sorry but you’re too late.”
“I’m sorry I hurt you.I know to you those are just words, but I’m prepared to throw weight behind them.Let me prove to you that I’m serious, and let’s see where this can go.”
