Page 40 of Whatever It Takes

“Tell me, Charlotte. Tell me you want me just like this.”

“Fine,” she huffed out.

I pulled back and arched an eyebrow at her. I wasn’t letting her win this one. We never used one before because she used to get the shot. She told me she stopped getting them after we broke up, which would explain how Emily was conceived. Normally, having sex without protection wasn’t something I did. But Charlotte wasn’t just anybody and I was willing to leave whatever was meant to be up to fate.

“I don’t want anything between us. I promise I’m clean.”

Her hand clutched my shoulders. “Okay. I trust you.”

I squeezed my way in slowly, moving in and out with ease. My movements were deep, long, and slow. The feeling of our bodies connecting had me feeling at peace for the first time in forever. This was where I was always meant to be. This was my home.

Her body along with her heart had always belonged to me.

“I want to fuck you all night. We have a lot of time to make up for,” I whispered, as a single tear flowed out of the corner of her eye. “I’m going to make you remember how good we are together.” I pushed into her deeper. The feeling of her warm heat wrapping around me had me wanting to blow my load right then. “It’s always been you. No one else has ever made me feel this way.”

“I’ve missed you so much.” She cried out, meeting me thrust for thrust.

“I’ve missed you too, sweetheart.” My mouth went to her neck, tasting and sucking and biting with each stroke. Her hands tightened around my ass making me push harder as she arched her back. I sucked her nipple into my mouth, licking and flicking it with my tongue. Her arms squeezed around me painfully tight as she moaned my name.

The tension that built up inside my balls was begging for a release. My strokes became faster and relentless. The tip of my shaft was hitting the deepest parts of her. Every second I was inside of her felt like I was unraveling. My thrusts got rougher, pushing the limits of my strength as I pounded into her.

My hands grabbed her tiny waist and clenched down. I was fucking her so hard; it felt like I was tearing her apart. Everything started to tighten as my orgasm rippled through me. I grunted and pulsed, feeling her clench around my shaft. It felt like she was going to squeeze the blood flow right from my cock.

I collapsed on top of her, my bones aching in the best possible way.

My eyes met hers, she held my stare for a moment. I could practically feel every emotion and hear every unspoken thought. That’s how connected we were.

No memory I had could ever compare to the real thing.

Her head fell back, revealing red cheeks and swollen lips. My eyes traveled down to her breast, noticing the bruises and bite marks I left. She was going to have my balls when she saw the hickeys on her neck.

We laid there for a few minutes trying to catch our breath. She threw her hand over her eyes and sighed. “God, I’m so easy. I can’t believe I caved that quickly.”

I chuckled, shifting to my side and slowly pulled out of her. “You put up a good fight.”

We both knew that was bullshit because she never stood a chance.

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. “I appreciate you trying to make me feel better about my moment of weakness.”

I brought my free hand up to her face and trailed my finger along her cheek. “You won’t hear me complain.”

She moved to sit up a bit, bringing her tits up to my face without meaning to. I took advantage and swirled my tongue around each one.

“Stop that.” She laughed, trying to wiggle away from me.

I positioned myself on the side and propped my face in my hand. “I’m insatiable when it comes to you.”

She blinked at me. “I forgot how good it is between us. It was never like that with…”

I put my palm over her mouth. “Do not finish that sentence. I do not want his name brought up while my dick is still wet from being inside you.”

She threw her head back. “God, you’re so crude.”

“No.” I glared at her. “I’m serious.”

She cleared her throat. “We’re going to have to talk about him eventually.”

I reached out and brushed a wayward strand of hair from her face. “I know, but can we wait until tomorrow? I just want tonight to be about us.”

She ran her hands down my chest, her eyes were growing misty again. “What happened to us?”

The sadness in her voice pulled at my heartstrings.

“I fucked up, big-time, and I’ve regretted it every moment since.”

She sighed and buried her face in the curve of my neck. “You’re here now. That’s all that matters.”

I kissed the top of her head. “That’s right, sweetheart. And I’m here to stay now,” I promised.

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