Her moans sound more like she’s surprised at what I did, but she didn’t realize just how much I missed her. Every damn day I’m not able to touch her is another one too many.
Running my hand over her back, I enjoy the sight of her naked body lying in front of me, ready for the taking. She whimpers at my touch, and I grasp her ass and spank it hard as I thrust into her.
She rocks back and forth against me, just as eager for my shaft as I am for her pussy. Her wetness pools between her legs, making it so easy to slip in and out of her. She glances over her shoulder and looks hungry for more, so I reach between her legs and start fondling her again in the rhythm of my pounding.
She loves it, her tongue dipping out to lick her lips as she struggles to stay put as her body quivers with need. With my dick deep inside her, I wrap one hand around her hair, fisting it tightly and pulling back. She doesn’t seem to mind me taking control as I flick my finger and watch her come undone.
I groan when I feel her tighten around me again and I come too. Hard.
Jetting my cum inside her, I release my grip on her hair and grasp her ass, forcing myself into her until the base. I slap her ass again as I yank out, my cock still dripping, just like her pussy.
I love the sight of it … love the sight of her crevice covered in my seed … exactly how it should be.
“Mine, ” I growl, pressing a kiss on her ass before she falls down to the bed.
She smiles and gently pats the bed, beckoning me to lie down next to her.
So I do … I lie down on my side right next to her, gazing into her eyes, marveled by her beauty and that precious smile. I can’t help but caress her cheek and tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. I lean in to give her a kiss on the nose, and she curls up close to my body. I can feel her warm breath against my skin, her body folded into mine. Her hair tickles my neck, but I appreciate every single itch.
I don’t want anything else but this.
If I could have this every day, the rest of my life, I would be happy.
But I’m not alone in here.
She has needs and desires too … and they don’t always align with mine.
I know she wants out. Even though she probably also wants me, I know she wants to be back home even more. It kills me to know I’m the one who took the one thing she desires the most away from her.
I don’t want to be that person. I want to be better.
Even if it means I’ll lose her, even if it means I’ll never see her again, I don’t want to be the reason she’s not where she wants to be. I can’t live knowing she’s not happy right here by my side. If that’s the case, I need to fix this.
I sigh. “Are you happy?”
She looks up at me with furrowed brows. “Why do you ask that?”
“Freedom, home …” I mumble, knowing it’s always on her mind.
Her face contorts, and I know she’s thinking about it again. That place she calls home.
Biting her bottom lip, she nods. “I do miss it.”
I understand. It must be hard not to be where you want to be. In a place where you’re not treated the way you’re used to. To be stuck in a place … with an animal like me.
“What if I get pregnant, Cage?” she mutters.
“You are?” I ask, hopeful that she is.
I want her to have my baby. I don’t care where or how or when. All I care about is her, me … us … a family.
I never had a real family, but I do want it more than anything.
“I don’t know, but what if I have a baby, right here? In this cell? Is he supposed to grow up in here? Locked up without anything that resembles the real world? Doesn’t he deserve freedom?” she says.
I think about it, wondering where she’s going with this.
“What will that kid’s purpose be, Cage? A fighter, just like you?”
There’s nothing wrong with being like me, though. Is there?
Is it so wrong to be a fighter?
To kill?
Maybe it is. She said life could never come back once it’s gone. Maybe that’s why she’s so worried. She doesn’t want our kid to take away life.
“Me …” I mumble, realizing she thinks I’m a killer. A monster.
“You’re not bad, Cage. But I don’t want to condemn another person to this life,” she says, grasping my face. “Do you understand? I can’t raise a kid here, let alone create one. Not in this place.”