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Casey arches her back, and I know she’s close. It’s her signature move. I let her legs drop from my shoulders, and I cup her ass so that I can slightly lift her. I lean forward and pound my hips against her, fucking her fast and deep, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist.
“Lay the fuck back so I can pound that pussy,” I command.
Her nails dig into my shoulders. Her heels dig into my ass. I’ll give her three seconds. Three seconds, and she’ll be saying my name. There’s a familiar tightening in my balls, and I press my lips into the crook of Casey’s neck.
Three. Two. One.
“Caleb! Caleb!” she cries, just like I knew she would.
My release comes at the sound of her voice, and I collapse on top of her, breathing heavily against her neck. She laughs.
“There’s the Caleb I know.”
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Casey
That was so fucking hot. Just like it always was. Not one damn thing has changed since the last time we had sex. The passion, the fury, the pleasure, and I didn't have to direct him once. He just knew exactly what I needed.
What my body fucking craved.
He slowly withdraws and discards the condom into the garbage while I fix my dress. I’m pissed that I gave in. I shouldn’t have. I should’ve kept my distance. Kept right on pretending that I don’t love him anymore. The act was exhausting, though.
“That was…it was…”
“Incredible,” he says.
“Yeah, it was,” I agree. “But, Caleb, we both know we aren’t good for each other. We always wind up tearing each other down. We cause more destruction than we do anything else.”
“We’ve learned from our mistakes. It doesn’t have to be like that this time around.”
I blink back tears. “You hurt me. God, you hurt me so badly.”
He cups my face, pressing his forehead to mine. “I know. If I could change it, I would. You have to know that.”
His strong hand grips my chin, and his full lips fuse with mine, his tongue thrusting inside my mouth with a passionate kiss that melts my insides. I desperately want to believe him. Believe that he’s changed. Believe that we can do this right for once.
“I’m not ready,” I say, breaking the kiss. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready to give you another chance.”
“I can wait. I’ll wait as long as it takes.”
“I think about her all the time. I don’t even know if it was going to be a she, but I imagine this redheaded little girl with your eyes, and it devastates me.”
“I have that same dream too. Often.”
“And when I think of her, I think of you with Tori. I think about how easily you allowed another woman to…touch you.”
“When you told me you were pregnant, it scared the shit out of me. All I could think about was the fact that I had less than twenty bucks in my pocket. That I lived with my damn parents. Fuck, Case, that I couldn’t provide for you and my kid. I let that get into my head, and I sabotaged what we had.”
He thumbs away a tear before it can roll down my cheek. “I have loved you for as long as I can remember.”
“And I have loved you the same way.”
“But I want to stop loving you. It’s destroying me.”
Pain flashes across his handsome face. Pain and understanding. He kisses my forehead and walks out. And the moment I know he’s gone, I let myself cry.
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