Page 36 of Regret

Yet here he was, on the verge of making love to the one person who had given him reason to hope for so much more. His blue-eyed princess.

It felt like there was nothing before her, like he didn’t exist before he met her. His entire life was a big black hole of nothing before he met her. And now all he wanted was to spend the rest of his life with her, being what she needed him to be—a better man.

He placed his forehead against hers, feeling her warm breath against his wet lips. “Tell me this is real.” He pushed forward, giving her another inch of him. “Tell me that I’ll never have to wake up and find you gone—that you will always want me and need me like you do now.”

She bucked her hips, taking him inside of her completely, and they both moaned. Hunter closed his eyes while the pleasure possessed his entire body, whileshepossessed his soul. To him, there was no better place to be than here, inside of her, making love to her.

“This is as real as it gets, Hunter.” She panted, her body starting to move faster in search of release.

He opened his eyes and stared down at her, loving the shade of pink on her flushed cheeks. Even though she was right there beneath him, he longed for her. He longed to give her a life someone as perfect as she deserved, a life he hoped he would be able to give her one day. That was all he wanted, yet he wasn’t sure he would be able to give her that.

“There are so many things working against us, Blue.”

Her lips curled up in a smile. “Are you scared of a challenge, Mr. Keaton?”

“Not a challenge, no.” He flexed, harder this time, and she moaned. “I love to push the limits. But one thing I never allow myself is to want something I know I can never have. Something I don’t deserve.”

She opened her eyes, and those piercing blue sapphires looked at him with a mixture of euphoria, love—and sadness. Hunter was convinced she had the soul of an angel burning behind those blue irises. Placing her palm on his cheek, she brought her lips to his, kissing him softly with her warm lips, letting her tongue barely touch his before pulling back.

“You deserve more than you allow yourself to have, Hunter Keaton.”

Their gazes remained locked on one another while he was still buried deep inside her, a place he could stay forever. “You are all I want, Blue.”

“And I am yours.”

He couldn’t hold it back anymore and started to move faster, harder. There was nothing in this world that could make him feel the way he did when he was inside her. Nothing could compare to the feeling of being one with the woman who had somehow managed to grab a hold of his heart and made him pray to God that she would never let it go.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her hips moving, matching his every thrust. His breathing became more labored, his spine tingling, and his heart aching for the woman he was giving his all to. Never in a million years did he ever think he would be lucky enough to experience this kind of connection with someone. And now here he was, letting his soul become one with a woman he would happily lay down his life for.

Her nails pressed into the skin of his shoulders. Her back arched, and her cries of pleasure filled his ears as she climaxed around him.

It was beautiful—magical.

“I love you, Hunter.”

With those words he found his own release, and his body trembled as the connection between them soared. Making love to her was probably the most beautiful thing he would ever do in his whole goddamn life.

“And I love you, Blue.”

He gently pressed his lips against hers, swallowing her labored breaths.

It was over.

He was ruined.

There would never be anyone else for him. Knowing he had been the first and only one to have her in this way, the only man to give her pleasure, made him feel like the king of the world.

As much as Hunter wanted to stay like this forever, be within their own little world where there was no place for reality, he knew the crux of their situation. He knew that no matter how hard he wanted everything about them together to be simple, it wasn’t. It was far from simple. She was an uptown girl, and he was nothing more than a guy who came from the wrong side of the tracks. There was nothing that could justify them being together besides the fact that he fucking loved her with everything he had in him. There would never be another man who would be able to love her as much as he did. But was that enough? Was he enough?

He parted his lips from hers, closed his eyes, and tried to catch his breath. That terrifying feeling of insecurity he felt more often than not started to rear its ugly head. Feeling insecure was not something Hunter was accustomed to. He might have been a poor son of a bitch with little hope for a good future, but he never felt insecure as a man. But now, with her, he had never felt more insecure about himself.

“I will never be good enough for you.”

“Hunter, don’t. Don’t ruin it.”

He lifted his head and looked down at her. “I’m serious. I will never be good enough for you or your family.”

“How many times do I have to tell you that my family doesn’t matter?”

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