Page 37 of Up All Night
Once again, my lady delivers.
My growls on her skin coax her, spur her on, as her body quivers around me, and we come together like we’ve just come alive.My seed shoots so strongly, I feel like she may gasp, fighting for it not to come up her throat.My arms encircle her as I carry her to the couch and swallow her up with my body.
Breathless, completely satiated, we lay there in silence for a while.“So, we never made it to the pool."She breathes, in a nervous laugh.
“This idea works too.“
She kisses my chest and neck, before she reaches my lips.Then she asks me a strange question.“Do you think it could always be like this?”
“Word around the street says that it can, it just takes work.Just like everything else.”I answer, and then I chuckle."Especially when my lady is still in her pumps, and nothing else."
She laughs out loud.It's such a beautiful sound.I look at her.I mean, I really look at her.And I realize that I don't want to be without her.Ever.I'm in love.I'm so in love with Lark and it hits me like a ton of bricks.As she recovers from her laughter, I cup her face, searching her eyes, smiling, and I kiss her deeply.The words are on the tip of my tongue, but I can't say them.Love, as I've learned through others, sometimes is best expressed not with words, but with gestures, actions.
And I realize then what the perfect gesture is.
Lark
He's got that look in his eyes again.It's so confusing.We've discussed keeping this thing that we have private, and we've discussed how we can't have more than this.And all I can think about is what Liv said.About me purposely trying to ruin what me and Stone have.Is she right?Stone can see it in my face that I'm a million miles away."Hey."He whispers."What's that look for?"
"I'm just, God, I'm thinking about Liv, my sister."
He pulls back, perhaps realizing that I'm just not ready for this, and I feel so awful."About your fight?"
"Yeah."I bite my lip."I need to go talk to her."
"Yes.Maybe you should."He kisses me tenderly."But just do me one favor, okay?"
"What's that."
He swallows.And then he looks at me, like he's about to tell me the true meaning of life, but he can only hold the look for a moment, and then his eyes are bright with humor."Make sure you don't tell her that you made love with your shoes on.Chicks just get ruined by that sort of thing, so I've heard."
I smile.He's adorable."And where did you hear this from?"
"My cousin, Stevie.She's a girlie girl and knows all about that sort of shit."
"I'll be careful."
As I drive to Liv's house, my mind drifts back.
To a much more painful time.
Only, I didn't know it was painful, until it was too late.
My period is late.Again.But I know, as I watch the single pink line form on the stick, that I'm not pregnant.I didn't even wait for Steve to come home this time.And as I toss the stick in the trash can next to the toilet, I wish that we could go back in time, to when things were easier, and less about having a baby.A time when my house wasn't subletted so that I could live here, in Steve's fancier house.The ring on my finger is basically a place holder.He's said that we'll get married after the baby comes, but when there is no baby, it's hard to believe.I hear the gate opening in the distance, indicating that he's home, and I scurry out of the bathroom.
"Lark?I'm home."He calls to me, having seen my car parked in the driveway.It's late.Past ten o'clock, but he had a client back out of a deal today, and he had a lot of paperwork to do, so that he can get a jump on selling the house tomorrow.
"Up here."I make my way down the winding staircase, and I can see it on his face that he's in a bad mood."Bad day?"
He doesn't answer verbally.He grimaces.
"Are you hungry?"
"No.I think I'll just grab a drink."
"Yeah?Do you want some company?"
His look is chiding."We've been through this, Lark.You shouldn't be drinking when we're trying to have a baby."
