Page 50 of Unexpected Love

In no time at all, I’m coming and coming hard. White spots cloud my vision as I cry out. I can feel him growl against me as he continues to lick and suck at me, prolonging my orgasm.

“No…more…” I pant, trying to wiggle myself away from his mouth.

He finally pulls away and begins kissing his way back up my body as I pant. My skin is coated in a fine sheen of sweat. Finally, Joe kisses my mouth, letting me taste myself on his lips and tongue.

Pulling away, he reaches into his nightstand and grabs a whole sleeve of condoms, ripping one off with his teeth. I watch with rapt attention as he quickly tears it open and slides it down his very hard dick. He reaches up and grabs my hands. “Hold on to the spindles and flip onto your stomach.” It takes some maneuvering before I’m on my belly. He sticks a pillow under my head and arms. “Don’t let go, baby—this is going to be rough, hard, and fast.”

He pulls my hips up and thrusts inside of me. I cry out as he groans and buries himself deep inside me. Slowly, he eases out of me, and then he begins to move. He wasn’t lying when he said it was going to be rough, hard, and fast because he begins to pound into me at a punishing pace.

His grip on my hips is sure to leave bruises, but I welcome the bite of pain. I feel myself hurtle toward coming again. My cries turn more urgent. I feel like I’m speaking in tongues, and I wish I could touch myself. “I need to come,” I cry urgently.

Joe’s front meets my back, and one hand reaches around and begins strumming my clit. “I’m going to come. Come with me, baby.” He squeezes my clit between his fingers and thrusts deep, planting himself as he begins to come, me following behind him. My cries and his groans fill the room, and I feel his teeth clamp down on my neck. The sensation has me shaking and shuddering until my vision goes hazy.

I collapse on the mattress and am barely coherent when I feel him slip from my body and then move around. Next thing I know, I’m in his arms. “You okay?”

“Mmm…hmmm…I think you broke my brain,” is all I can get out, and I feel his chest vibrate as he laughs.

“Are your wrists okay?” I feel him pick them up, inspecting them.

“They’re fine.” I burrow against his chest, tucking my face in his neck. His slightly sweaty, woodsy scent wraps around me as I feel myself fall asleep.

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Today has already been a great day. First I woke up this morning to Joe kissing my neck and fingering my pussy. We made love, slowly, sweetly, and I came with a soft cry. I fell back asleep after we were finished and woke up to Joe bringing me toast and coffee in bed.

After we ate our toast and drank our coffee, we lay in bed talking. Twice I wanted to ask him what we were doing and what kind of future he saw, but I chickened out. What if he thought I was pushing him toward a more serious relationship than what he wanted? Maybe at his friend’s party and with a little liquid courage, I’ll get the nerve to bring it up.

We worked out in the complex’s gym for a while and then went back to his apartment, where we decided to shower separately because his mom was coming to pick me up in an hour, and had he showered with me, I would’ve been late.

Journey picks me up with the plan to meet Abby, Haddie, and Natalie at the mall. On the way there, Journey reaches across and grabs my hand.

“How are you doing?” I know by her tone what she means.

“I’m okay, as long as I don’t think about it or her.” Her hand spasms around mine, and I immediately feel bad.

“I’m sorry, Chloe. I shouldn’t’ve asked. You don’t need to answer me.”

I squeeze her hand. “No, it’s okay. Some days are harder than others, but it’s easier when I’m with Joe.”

“My son really cares about you, I can tell. He reminds me so much of his father. They have that intensity about them.” It warms me to hear her say that.

“He’s been great. Even when I tried pushing him away after I lost the baby, I said terrible things to him, implying that me losing her was what he wanted. I knew it was wrong as soon as it left my mouth, but I wanted him to hurt the way I was.”

“Honey, I think that’s totally normal after suffering the type of loss you did. He forgave you, so there’s no point beating yourself up about it. Just move on and look toward the future.”

Journey is right, and I’ve been trying to heal and plan for the future. It’s getting easier and easier to move past it every day, but I know the pain will always live deep inside me. I’m confident that I’ll be strong enough to live with it, though. “Thank you.”

We pull into the parking lot of the mall and find Haddie, Abby, and Natalie waiting inside the door for us. Natalie breaks away from her mom and runs at Journey. “Gigi!” She talks her ear off about school, and Journey’s attention is focused solely on her granddaughter.

Ugh…the sadness is trying to creep in, but luckily Haddie and Abby come toward me, and it immediately goes away.

Joe’s sisters wind their arms through mine as we begin making our way through the mall. They all certainly make me feel like part of the family, and when we go to stores, they give me honest feedback as I try clothes on. For the party, I buy a pair of gray jeggings and a black flowy tank top with a blue cami to wear underneath.

Abby doesn’t have very many nice things to say about some of Joe’s friends when I tell them who we are going out with. I then tell them about meeting Chris in Atlanta and that he stared at my chest almost the whole time he talked to me.

After we finish shopping, we make our way across the parking lot to the gourmet burger joint we chose for lunch.

“Chloe, sit by me,” Natalie says as we get seated at our table.

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