It would take a huge leap of faith. But this time it wouldn’t be her leaping alone. And yes, if it only affected her, she’d manage to survive the heartbreak again. She worried more about the vulnerable little boy only recently introduced to his father.
Everything she had done after discovering she was pregnant had been for Ledger. He was the reason she’d never blindly jump into a relationship ever again.
Including with Zeke. Or even with Glen.
“Ky.”
She opened her eyes but since they were nose to nose, his face appeared blurry.
Did he really want to take this very moment to go even deeper when they were only supposed to be keeping tonight at surface level with sex?
“Zeke, if we’re not going to have sex, then I’m getting dressed and you can leave.”
His head jerked back and now that her view of him had cleared, she could see his nostrils had flared.
Oh yes, he didn’t like not being in control. It was one reason he took the president’s seat at the head of the table, despite not deserving it at the time.
But then, the other members also expected him to turn out just like his father. It turns out that the saying was true: looks could be deceiving.
“Just wanna fuck? Then we’ll fuck.”
Well, she did. But now she wasn’t so sure.
In the past, she expected the highest highs and the lowest lows when it came to being with Zeke. Tonight was no different.
Raising a child with him would also be the same.
He didn’t wait for her response. Instead, he grabbed her by the waist, lifted her off her feet, and tossed her onto the bed.
She landed off-center with a smothered squeal and a bounce. After swiping the hair from her eyes, she saw him standing at the end of the bed with his cock hanging heavily. He had the root collared so tightly, the protruding veins reminded her of a three-dimensional road map.
He pumped his fist, slowly milking the length, with his eyes focused so intently on her pussy, she forgot to breathe.
“So goddamn hungry. Spread those fuckin’ legs ‘cause I’m about to eat.”
“Zeke,” came out on a shuddered breath.
He dove onto the bed, landing between her thighs at the same moment she was opening them to give him some room.
But despite coming in like a wrecking ball, he took his time to trail his fingertips up one calf before doing the same with the other. He lightly traced a path around her knees before heading off along her inner thighs. The closer he got to his destination, the tighter she fisted the sheets in an effort not to squirm in anticipation.
In an effort not to whimper and beg.
Tipping his blue eyes to hers was all it took for heat to radiate from her core. Goosebumps broke out along her skin when he licked his lips while skimming his fingers over her mound.
Using his inked shoulders, he shoved her thighs wider and his face dipped down and disappeared.
Until it was completely buried.
And as handsome as it was, she’d rather not see it at this very moment.
Because he was busy tonguing her clit.
Sucking on her labia.
Fucking her with his tongue.
Scraping her most sensitive areas with his rough beard.
