“I like it when you give me you.” I don’t understand her words, but I smile at them anyway, and my hips start moving, rocking faster and faster into her. Her hands move to her own hair and grip it so tight that I know she’s on the verge of coming. Reaching down between us, I play with her clit, pushing her along the way because I love it when she comes and her pussy squeezes the fuck out of my cock. Plus, the way she looks when she does is my favorite look on her.
“Just wait,” I say pulling out.
Her eyes spring open and anger’s written over her face. She sits up, smacks my chest hard. Her mouth opens and before she can say another word, I have her lifted and stuck to me. She holds onto me for dear life as I push my cock back inside her. Rocking her up and down, she helps by moving with me, and as she bounces on my cock, her nails dig into my back. Her mouth is on my shoulder, and she bites as her build up comes even faster now.
“Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop,” she swears at me while her hands grip onto me. Her head lifts, and her face is now in clear view. She closes her eyes, and in that exact moment, she comes. Her mouth parts ever so slightly, her lips full and pink. The line of her neck on full display, making me want to kiss every inch of it too. I know it all in such full detail now.
Her pussy tightens even more, and within seconds, I’m coming too. We both come down from our high, and I take us to the floor, keeping her on top of me so she won’t get dirty as I lay us backward. Her fingers finally move, and she touches my chest.
“How does it feel, to be a dad?” Her words surprise me, so much so that it takes me a little while to answer her.
“Like I was meant to be with him.”
She nods then stares off at something in the distance—I don’t think she’s staring at anything in particular, maybe just thinking about something.
“You would have been a great mother, I know that.”
A tear leaks free, and she does nothing to catch it. So I lean up and kiss it away.
“She was so tiny… so, so, tiny. She wasn’t ready for the outside world on that fateful day. She was meant to stay in me, she was meant to be safe in there.”
What do you say to words such as those? I wouldn’t know what I’d do if Charles were taken away from me. I might honestly kill someone. Scrap that, I would kill everyone. No one would be immune to my wrath.
I stroke her hair, and she lays her head on my chest, and I hope it’s enough to help her in this moment. Even if it’s just a little.25OlympiaIf Jason Momoa, Brad Pitt, and Henry Cavil were to create someone with their most liked features and turn them into a work of art, you’d have Darby. From his silent self with a sly smile if you are lucky to receive one, to his beautiful hair and perfectly tanned skin with ridges of lickable muscle, he’s all man. His children will never want for more with that gene pool, of that I am sure. Hell, I don’t even want for more when I’m near him. He is, without a doubt, one of the most intriguingly good-looking men I’ve ever met or had the pleasure to be around.
Darby strokes my hair, and in this moment, things are okay. Life isn’t a shitstorm, and we lie here like two people who have found each other who didn’t know we needed finding. I need to break away before I give him more of me and risk hurting myself all over again. That I can’t afford to do. I’m already in pieces, and the last bit, if I gave it to him, I think he could destroy me.
I pull away, and his hand grips on my bare ass. “I think it’s time I go.”
“You’re coming back to work tomorrow?” he asks, his voice leaving no room for discussion, but I answer him anyway. “Yes. If you still want me there.”
He leans up and kisses my lips fast, lingering ever so slightly before he pulls away. “Yes, we can keep it professional.” His words are so untrue, I want to laugh.
“Like when you fucked me on one of the beds? Yep, real professional that was.” I wink at him, standing and reaching for my dress. He does the same, standing, dusting himself off as he goes. I take the opportunity to stare at him, because you can never get enough of Darby’s handsome features. His darker blond hair, the dip of his V that leads to his magnificent cock that I ever so love.