His head fell back and, as he spilled himself into the condom, his deep groan could be felt all the way to her very soul.
As soon as he melted into the mattress, she collapsed on top of him. The only movement between them was their chests rapidly pumping in sync.
That had been another reminder that sex was one area in which their relationship never lacked.
But sex did not a relationship make. It also took loyalty and love.
Respect and understanding.
When his cock began to deflate, she pushed herself upright and slipped off him and to his side.
Curling up, he removed the full condom, then flopped back to the mattress with a long, satisfied sigh.
She wondered how many minutes she should let him recover before asking him to leave.
It was up to him, he’d spend the night.
Maybe even stay for breakfast.
If it was up to her, he’d be disposing of the full condom, getting dressed, and going on his way.
But that was another battle she was too tired to fight.
Chapter Twenty-Four
She thoughthe was leaving when he jerked up his jeans, but no. It turned out, he only pulled them on to make a quick trip to the hallway bathroom to ditch the condom and bring back a damp washcloth so she could clean herself up.
Once he returned, he dropped his jeans, climbed back on the bed, and settled in.
Like he had no place else to go.
She could fight it, but the two explosive orgasms she’d experienced were making her feel more generous than normal.
Plus, if she searched deep enough, she didn’t want him to leave. Despite knowing getting involved with him again could come back to bite her on the ass.
Using his bent arm as a pillow, he murmured, “Were so pissed at me, surprised you didn’t get rid of him.”
While his voice was soft, the unexpected message hit hard.
It also caused ice to flood her veins.
Did he really think she would’ve done somethinglike that? Despite his betrayal, he was the only man she’d ever loved.
The only man she’d ever had sex with.
Even knowing that being a single mother would be difficult, ending the pregnancy never even crossed her mind.
“Despite what you did, I still loved you. And he’s a piece of you that I could have, even if I couldn’t have you.”
His whole body jerked next to her. He rolled to his side, jammed his elbow into the mattress, and propped his head in his hand.
She avoided his searching eyes.
“You loved me,” he repeated softly. “You didn’t say shit.”
“Tell me…would that have made a difference? Would that four-letter word have made you more loyal? More responsible?”
Grabbing her chin, he turned her face toward him. His eyebrows were drawn together. “Ain’t just a four-letter word, babe. It’s so much fuckin’ more.”
