Page 62 of Hidden By His Side

She rolled to her side, her legs curling up and her arms wrapping tight around them as tears slid out. Everything throbbed. Exhaustion slid over her, shadowing her mind. Only one thought beat inside.

She’d never be enough for him.

Chapter 20

Ramiro almost didn’t stop in time. If he thrust a few more times into her tight cunt, the pressure in his cock would erupt. That’s all he could think about for one heartbeat. Her stiffness beneath him barely penetrated his mind.

Then he heard her soft cry. Summer was scared.

The pain of that had him jerking out of her and away. He was so close. One squeeze of his cock, and he’d come all over his stomach.

Summer sobbed as she stared at his erection, still wet from being inside her.

Panic curled inside him. What the fuck had he been doing, taking her so hard? That hadn’t been love. That had been all about his own need. It served him right not to get to come.

He rolled off the bed, mumbling about grabbing something to clean her up before he escaped to the bathroom.

He still ached so badly. His hand smacked onto the wall of the shower in his haste, and he jerked on his cock in an attempt to finish. His mind was too fucked up already, but the additional thought that wove in made everything worse.

What if him taking her like that had hurt the baby?

His erection faltered. His hand dropped away.

A sob drifted in through the door. Summer was crying, and it was all his fault. He knew better than to roll her to her back, but all he’d been thinking about was taking her harder, deeper.

He really was an asshole.

Snagging the sleep pants on the ground from his shower that morning, he dragged them on to cover himself. His erection hadn’t completely gone away. He didn’t have to make her stare at it.

Turning on the water, he was relieved when it warmed quickly, and he shoved a washcloth under the stream.

He needed to get back to her. He couldn’t let her keep crying.

Summer was curled up, her body shaking. Ramiro crawled onto the bed, hovering over her. What he could see of her face was wet, and he hated himself for it.

“I’m sorry, baby girl,” he murmured, his empty hand running over her arm in a soft caress. “I shouldn’t have been so rough with you.”

Her head jerked in a small shake as her face turned more toward the comforter trapped beneath her.

He didn’t care how much she denied it. She’d been hurt before. He was a prick for losing control like that.

His hand drifted down to the side of her hip. “Can you uncurl your legs?” She pulled them into her chest tighter instead. “Please, baby girl? Let me take care of you.”

The choked sound she made was wet and broken, and he didn’t have to worry about hiding his flagging erection from her any longer. He wasn’t hard at all, not when he was the one who had broken her.

As his hand stroked her hip, Summer’s legs slowly uncurled.

“I won’t ask you to stop crying, not when I caused it, but let me hold you through it? You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Being held by me?” He held his breath, a part of him worried she wouldn’t want it. He’d never worried about that before.

Summer rolled toward him, her tear dampened face burying itself in his neck as she breathed out another small sob.

Relieved, Ramiro wrapped his arms around her to draw her closer, remembering the warm washcloth when he almost smacked her back with it.

“That’s it. I’ve got you.” He switched the washcloth to his other hand, freeing the one not trapped beneath her. His fingers traced her thigh. “I’m going to lift this, okay? No more sex, I promise. I just want to take care of you.” Her leg trembled as he lifted it over his hip, opening her up.

At least he hadn’t finished. She didn’t have his cum leaking out of her on top of everything else. He’d never gone in bare before, only now realizing he had. She was pregnant, so there was no risk of that, but he’d still skipped all sorts of steps in his need to be inside her.

He pressed the washcloth between her legs. “How’s that? Warm enough?” She made a sound, but it didn’t form into a word. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have lost control like that.”

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