We’re both quaking, growing and gasping and panting. His hips buck into me as he milks out every drop, draining his balls in my ass while I shoot my own hot pulses all over myself and this poor chaise lounge. Lance’s hands rush, caressing my body; rubbing my cum into my muscles, all the way up my chest, teasing my nipples and sinking his teeth into the nape of my neck.
I’m gasping for air, struggling to breathe for more than just the way this intense orgasm knocked the wind out of me.
It wasn’t a fluke.
Everything I’ve been pushing down for sixteen years… The memory of how badly I always wanted him. It wasn’t bullshit.I didn’t build any of it up in my head.
He’s exactlyeverythingI always imagined he’d be before he took off.
I’m no longer left wondering what could have been, because this is it… He’s my ray of sunshine.
God, I am so fucking fucked.
I’m shivering nervous. I’ve never felt so attached to someone after sex, but my body physically doesn’t want to let him go as he pulls out.
“Shit… This is a big mess,” Lance croaks, cupping my ass and massaging it in his big hands. “Now I understand the appeal of the condom.”
“Yea… that and the whole safety thing,” I huff.
“Baby,” he croons, nestling up in front of me, pulling my naked body into his. His pants are still down around his calves but he doesn’t seem to care. “You’reperfect.”
I swallow hard, unable to pull my eyes away from his, despite how fucking intense this is.
No one’s ever looked at me like this before…
His fingers push my hair away from my forehead while I just blink at him, dazed and confused.
“I’m not letting you get away this time,” he whispers, dropping a slow kiss on my lips.
“Hardy…youwere the one who ran. Not me,” I mumble pointedly, feeling all twitchy from the emotions building up in my chest with nowhere to go.
“I know.” He nods. “And I’ll never stop being sorry for it. But you’ve always been mine, T. It just took me way too long to figure it out.”
I want to ask him about his wife. What he plans to do about her… And if this is reallyreal.
They never leave their wives…And would I even want him to??
The truth is that the tables might have turned. NowI’mthe one who’s afraid.
Afraid that he might still be the only one I can’t shake.
In this moment, I don’t think I have the slightest clue what I want.Well, maybe one thing…
“I need a cigarette,” I rasp, and he grins.
“Mmm… my Trouble,” he hums, kissing me softly.
Oh yea… Big fucking trouble.
Chapter Six
Lance
It’s odd… This difference.
Because it doesn’t feelnew.
This change is like something that’s always been there; a seedling buried deep within my soil that’s only just now been given the opportunity to sprout.
