“Come for me, baby. Be a good girl and soak my cock,” I growl low, my chest heaving as tingling pleasure starts to take over my body. I’m close too, and it’s taking everything in me not to come.
Not until she does. I want to feel her shake in my arms, as she makes those sounds that are like music to my ears when she comes.
“Oh, God,” she cries out. “Yes. Oh, fuck yes, right there. Oh, oh.”
My eyes roll into the back of my head as she bites down hard on my shoulder when her orgasm crashes over her. Her pussy grips my cock like a vice, quivering around me as her release coats my dick, just like I asked her to.
“That’s my good girl,” I gasp out as my own release follows.
I hold her close to my body as her pleasure consumes her, mixing with mine. My cock is pulsing hard as I fill her with rope after rope of hot cum.
It feels like it’s never ending. All of that pent up cum releases inside her, until it makes a mess at the base of my cock, and drips down my balls.
Her body collapses on top of mine, her gasping breaths fanning over my neck.
“Holy shit,” she laughs out breathlessly. “I needed that so bad.”
“Same.” I chuckle, sounding just as out of breath, as I wrap my arms around her tighter. I don’t want her to move. I need her body on mine, it's the connection I’ve been missing for far too damn long.
We stay like that for a while, just the two of us in each other's embrace. My softening cock is still inside her, but both of us seem content to stay where we are.
“I’ve missed this,” she whispers after a while.
“Me too.” I run my fingers up and down her back.
“We’re going to be okay, aren't we?” I hate how unsure she sounds.
“I’m going to do my damn best to make sure of it,” I tell her. “One thing I can promise, I’m not going anywhere. You're it for me, Rylee. So no matter what happens, I’ll be right by your side."
“Good.” Her voice cracks, like she’s on the verge of crying. Closing my eyes, I squeeze them tight, trying to keep my own tears at bay. “Because I can’t lose you.”
“Never,” I promise. “You will never lose me. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Promise?” she asks, her voice barely a whisper.
“I promise.” If there was a promise I was ever dead set on keeping, it’s this one.
I mean it. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her, even if that means getting my bullshit together, so I can be the best version of myself. If not for me, then for her.
She deserves the world. And while I might not be able to give that to her, I can give everything that I am instead.
CHAPTER NINE
Coming here was the right decision. Over the past few weeks, the guys have slowly been getting better. They’re laughing more, smiling more, and overall, they don’t seem as stressed as they were before we came here.
Mateo being around his mom and little brother has been good for him. I see the way he softens, like it’s impossible for him to have an angry mindset when he’s around them.
I’ve been so focused on making sure the guys have been distracted and having a good summer, it’s meant I can avoid my own issues.
That is, until I’m tagged in a photo that Alex posted of my babies back home, and another photo pops up on my newsfeed.
My heart stops and my stomach turns.
It’s one of Missi, posted by one of her friends. She’s standing sideways, her shirt pulled up to show her growing belly.
What fucking guts me is that Lennox is on his knees, his hands cradling her stomach as he presses a kiss to her bump. The caption reads: ‘How cute is my best friend and her baby daddy?’
Bile rises in my throat and I toss my phone to the side to run to the bathroom. I make it just in time to throw up everything I’ve eaten this morning.
