But then she went soft, stopped trying to fight me, and just seemed to give in. Even her lips seemed a bit softer under the assault of mine, and she eased her legs open wider and canted her ass higher so I could fuck deeper. She remembered.
I found myself going easier. Even though my hand was still wrapped around her throat, pulling her head back roughly at an odd angle so she could take my tongue in her mouth, my grip was no longer punishing, and even my kisses had grown less abrasive.
I was still fucking the shit out of her as opposed to making love, which the demure and delicate Giselle had never been subjected to by me, but I was being more careful with her now that the heat of my anger had started to cool; at least for now.
I was close before I knew it, something that hadn’t happened since the first three months of our relationship when I couldn’t get enough of her and stayed inside her three or four times a night. I’d learned to control myself somewhat and was able to last at least an hour inside her even though it used to kill me. But now that control was gone again.
“Should I cum in you? Should I put another kid inside you to make up for the one you robbed me of?” I don’t know where that shit came from, but at that moment, it sounded good to me. I didn’t give her a chance to answer, just squeezed my hand around her throat, found her clit with the fingers of my other hand, and slammed my cock home one last time, going into her womb the way I’d done only once or twice before because it was always too painful for her.
My cock started shooting as soon as the tip got past her cervix, hosing down the inner walls of her womb as I imagined planting my son or daughter inside her again. That little voice in my head whispered that it was an excuse, that I’d done this as a way to tie her to me, to make it harder for her to escape me again.
“Fuck off!” Shit, she’s going to think I was talking to her. I don’t care. I told myself as I pulled out and put her on her back to start on her all over again.Calen“Fuck!” I rolled away from her and barely let my head touch the pillow beside hers before I sat up in haste and left the bed. Even as I did it, I knew it was a dick move, but what else was there for me to do? It’s not like I was about to cuddle with her the way I used to after making love and whisper sweet nothings in her ear, fuck that. But I did feel like a monster as I left through the connecting door between our rooms without so much as a backward glance.
I headed straight to the shower and tried to wash her scent and the last, however, many hours off of me. I didn’t last one fucking day. That’s the embarrassing thought that kept going through my head. She’d left me, been gone for two fucking years without a thought, and within one day of her being back in my house, I found myself inside her again. Weak!
Not only was I inside her, I fucked her six ways from Sunday and then some. It must be glaringly obvious to her now that I hadn’t fucked anyone else in all the time she’d been gone. No man who’d been getting pussy on the regular would have that much left in him.
My dick is sore and raw, and I know from the heat of her flesh the last time I fucked her that she’s not faring much better. She never complained though; she’d been with me every step of the way with each fuck. She didn’t have a choice since I found it hard to withdraw my cock from her after each bout and instead stayed locked in her until my cock grew inside her again only to start the whole thing over.
Now that I was away from her and could think clearly again, I wondered if I’d lost my damn mind. Why would I put myself through this shit again? Why would I trust her anywhere near me? I had no answers for that, though I told myself that the reason I came inside her each time we fucked, the reason I want to get her with child, is because she owes me for missing out on Calen Jr.
It has nothing to do with me wanting her or wanting to play house with her disloyal ass. I just want what is rightfully my due. The longer I stayed under the water, the more pissed off I became, at her, at myself, at the whole damn world.