Her body went taut, her pussy clenched hard around my dick, and I was gone. She took me soaring with her. Pleasure shot through my body. I fell back, my hands holding her hips as I bucked beneath, pumping every bit of my essence into her.
She collapsed over me, and even still, my cock continued to pulse. Wetness dripped onto my balls, and I realized that I hadn’t worn a condom. Not this time, nor the time in her office. She had gone on the pill not long after our relationship started five years ago. She must still be on it.
For a moment, I imagined her belly full with our child.
It wasn’t a scary or unpleasant thought.
Of course, considering how she’d been feeling about me, it was unlikely that she’d be fucking me if there were a chance she’d get pregnant. I pushed the disappointment away. Winning her back would be a process. It appeared I was making headway as I’d been shocked when she entered the shower and grabbed my dick.
I was physically and emotionally spent, yet the happiest I'd been in a long time. Not since the last time Kate and I were together did I feel such contentment. Finally, she was mine again. I pulled her close, her head resting on my shoulder. I leaned down, kissing the top of her head. And just like that, I fell asleep.
I woke up dying of thirst and with a pounding headache. But then the night before with Kate in my arms came back to me, and I realized I'd never felt better.
I turned to reach for her, but her side of the bed was empty. The sun was up, so she must've gotten up to start the day. I sat up slowly as my stomach joined in the discomfort. I stretched my arms overhead and stood, taking in a deep breath. I headed to the bathroom to take care of business and then strode out of her bedroom, heading toward the kitchen, expecting to find her there. Maybe she'd made a pot of coffee.
As I walked past her couch, I saw her lying on it, still sleeping.
What the fuck? Why is she sleeping there? Had she been there all night?
She stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She flinched when she saw me, as if she'd forgotten I'd come over last night.
She sat up, arching a brow at me. "Is your brain so pickled that you forgot to put your clothes on?"
I frowned. "Was I snoring?"
Her head slightly tilted to the side as her brow furrowed. "No, I don't think so. Why?"
"Then why are you sleeping on the couch?"
She let out a sigh and her expression turned wary. "I'm not ready for this. I don't want this."
She could've hit me in the chest with a sledgehammer and it still wouldn't have blown my heart to bits as much as those words had. "Why?" What had last night been about?
She turned, setting her feet on the floor and running her fingers through her hair. "Can you go get dressed?"
"No. Why are you shutting me out?"
"I'm not going to talk to you until you get dressed."
"Why? It's not like you didn't see all the good stuff last night." I was trying really hard not to be an asshole, but my frustration and anger were starting to get the best of me.
She shot up from the couch and glared at me. "Because it's distracting."
I thought about shaking my hips to wag my dick at her, but that was the immature part of me thinking. If seeing me naked was distracting to her, I needed to use it to my advantage, not as a way to piss her off more.
I dropped my hands from my hips and took a few steps toward her. She held her hands up to block me and stepped away.
Irritation flared. "I asked you last night what I had to do to win you back."
Her expression suggested that I was an idiot. "You think that fucking me is all I needed to change my mind and give you another chance?"
"What the hell, Kate? You’re the one who came into the shower and grabbed my dick after I told you I was willing to do anything. What the fuck was I supposed to think?"
She had the good grace to look chagrined. "That aspect of our relationship hasn't changed."
I gaped at her. "So all you want from me is to fuck?" I shook my head, not understanding this woman.
She let out a breath and then busied herself folding up the blanket she had slept with on the couch. "The sexual chemistry is still there, but in every other way, we are different. We’re not like we used to be.”