Page 73 of From Us, Forever

“I wasn’t hiding. I was the one who told you, remember? I only knew of it the day before, and I wanted to wait for this wedding to be over because I didn’t want to ruin your mood.”

“But you ruined it anyway,” she yelled.

“Evelyn.” I wanted to shake her at this point. “It’s not my fucking fault, okay? I am trying here. I’m trying everything I can in my power to fix this. Don’t let your jealousy cloud this into something it’s not.”

“Now you’re saying it’s my fault, Jay? You have no fucking right.” Her little fist punched my chest. “When you’re the one who keeps ruining us all the time.”

My hands clasped her shoulders. “I know, and I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry I treated you like shit when we met again. I’m sorry I went out of my way to push you away. I’m sorry I didn’t fucking believe you when you told me the truth. But, Evelyn, I was fucking hurt too. I believed the woman I gave everythingto didn’t fucking want me. I’m trying every single day to make it up to you and to make sure you never feel like that again. Because I fucking love you. I love you more than anything in this world. Why the hell can’t you see that?”

“But, Jay, you hid this from me.” Her eyes burned as she shouted, “You went out withher.”Punch.“You laughed withher.”Punch. “You kissedher.”Punch.

I felt nothing while she wailed her fists at my chest. It didn’t matter how much she screamed, I fucking loved her.

“You did this!” Her tired arms fell on me, but the fury didn’t fade from her eyes.

Lowering, I captured her mouth in araging kiss.

She gasped, caught off guard while my tongue swept deep into her mouth, devouring her in a savage kiss. Seconds later, she kissed me back with the same enthusiasm, her hands roaming all over my hard body. A guttural moan ripped out of my throat as I dug my hands into her ass, lifting her in one swoop and crashing us onto the bed.

A huff escaped through her lips, but we didn’t stop kissing. Her legs opened for me, and I ground my hard, throbbing cock over her pulsing clit, feeling the wetness soaking her thin lace panties.

“I’m going to feed my cock into your hungry cunt, Evelyn. Cunt that is fucking made for me,” I promised, biting her lips so hard that I was sure I drew some blood. Pulling her panties aside, I took out my cock and drove it deep inside her aching pussy.

“Fuck,” she screamed, this time in pleasure, clawing my neck while I thrust my hips into her in hard, rough strokes.

Her hips raised to match my animalistic pace as I continued ramming into her. Her wet, soaking pussy gripped me like a vice, strangling my cock.

My hand gripped around her neck, choking her slightly. “You want this, don’t you, sweetheart?” I grunted.

Sweat glided down my back, our breathless moans filling the air as I fucked her raw. She dragged her fingers over my drenched locks, almost tearing them off their roots.

I couldn’t last long; a jolt went up my body while her heels dug into my hips. “Are you close?” I commanded.

She nodded, her lids falling over her eyes as the pleasure coursed.

I stopped and demanded, “Look at me.”

A low whine left her lips as her eyes flew open and landed on mine. In an instant, I thrust hard and fast. “Come now,” I growled, looking right into her eyes.

And she did, letting go to me.

Every cell of my body unwound inside her, feeling like I was free-falling into the depths of heaven. Another moan spilled out of her lips when I shot my cum deep inside her, and my entire weight crashed down on her.

My mind couldn’t even connect how we ended up here because all I felt was pure bliss.

After a while, the fire in my lungs started to calm, and I shifted my weight to the side, staring at the ceiling.

Only the sound of her labored breaths filled the air. “This still isn’t going to fix anything,” she rasped.

I sighed but didn’t say another word as we both drifted off to a restless slumber.

“Are you still going to give me the silent treatment?” I narrowed my eyes at Evelyn while she sat across me on the jet, tapping her impatient finger on her thigh. I knew she was itching to ask me why we weren’t driving back, but she hadn’t spoken a word since morning, and I wasn’t about to drive for thirty fucking hours when she was like this.

A scurry of motion in front of the aircraft made her spin, and a woof sounded through the air before Strawberry jumped on her lap, licking her face in excitement.

“What’s Strawberry doing here?” Evelyn raised a brow. Ah, no longer the silent treatment, I see.

“We’re going home.” I had Tyler pick her up. Bellevue was no longer safe, given how weird the shit outside was getting, and my mind would be at ease if we were back in New York.

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