Page 29 of Into the Fire

“Oh my god,” she cried out, her hands dragging through the accumulating snow on the hood of my car. “E-Ethan. Ah!”

She came hard, clenching my cock in a death grip as I continued to drill into her heat.

I didn’t have many great ideas, but this was shaping up to be one of my best ones. I thrust harder, desperate to have my release. To share this with her.

I hammered away, her moans encouraging me until she came again, all red hair and sweet, pink lips, my name falling fromthem like I was some sort of god to her and she was praying for my cock.

I came hard, my body tensing with the pleasure. I groaned out her name, my body on fire on the inside with my love for her.

Breathless, I slowed to a stop before pulling out and watching the mess we’d made drip from her pussy.

“Don’t move, baby,” I said breathlessly as I ducked into the car and grabbed my phone. I turned on the camera and snapped a picture of the mess and then several of her naked body bent over the hood of my car before I hauled her against me and kissed her again.

“You’re incredible. I’m the luckiest guy in the world,” I said against her lips.

She kissed me back, dragging her fingers through my hair, goosebumps on her naked body. She shivered against me.

“Let’s get dressed before we freeze to death,” I murmured. “Although, I can’t think of a better way to go than naked in your arms.”

A smile cut her lips upward as I released her and helped her back into the car. I got in on my side and struggled to redress. Once we were clothed, we sat in silence for a long time.

“You’re not to blame, Rosalie. Please stop blaming yourself,” I whispered, staring at the snow.

“You’re not to blame either, Ethan.”

I looked over at her to see she was watching me, sadness in her eyes.

“I looked in your notebook. I know you’re planning a baby.”

She studied me for a moment before speaking. “I’m going to do it.”

“Is it what you want? Is it for the right reasons?” I asked gently.

She looked down at her hands in her lap. “Yes. I’ve thought a lot about it. I want to do this with Cole. With all of you, but I know you said you don’t want kids.” She gave me a sad look.

“I really don’t,” I whispered. “But I will absolutely love all the kids you have like they were my own. Or at least in the best way I know how.”

“I know you would,” she murmured. “But I need to do this with Cole. I think it’s the only way I’ll ever be able to move on. I want to have a baby. A healthy one. I ache for it. I keep pushing it away, but deep down, it’s there. I know now isn’t a good time, but will there ever be a good time? What if my career really does take off? How would I ever fit a baby into that schedule? Now is the right time.” She exhaled. “I just. . . I haven’t told anyone yet, so please don’t say anything.”

“You know I won’t,” I said gently.

“Thank you. I’m going to plan for it soon. I just want to make sure I have everything right. I didn’t get to plan last time. Maybe with a better plan, this time will work.” She nodded like she was reassuring herself.

"I wish I had the answers,” I said. “But I’m here for all of it.”

“Thank you.” She leaned in and kissed me. We got lost in one another for a long time before breaking away because my phone was buzzing with a call from Cole.

I gave her a smile.

“You know what that means,” I said with a laugh.

She smiled in return. “Daddy’s calling.”

I snorted at her words and answered the phone. “We’re headed home.”

“Why the fuck are you at a park in the middle of winter in a snowstorm?” Cole’s voice came over the line. “Are you two fucking or something?”

“We were.”

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