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I’ve missed her.

Not a single doubt about it.

Without a single word, I lift her and lower her down onto my cock.Gasping, she takes me, slowly, no doubt her pussy is tender, but she doesn’t complain.Her cunt hugs my dick like a fucking vice, and I growl as inch by inch, I sink into her.Then, she’s moving.It’s slow at first, with her rock back and forth, her soft moans like a song to my ears.Then, she’s moving faster, her fingers on my chest, clutching tight as she brings herself to orgasm.

Every single time her pussy pulses around my dick, I get closer to finding my own release.

Pushing up, I take her with me as I get to my feet, walking over to the window where the couple is fucking.I press her against it, and then, hanging onto her tight, I fuck her hard.Her moans quickly turn to screams as her hand slaps against the glass, her bottom squashing against it as I press her hard, driving my dick in and out of her sweet cunt.When she cums, I join her, pleasure shooting up my spine as I release into her once more.

“Yeah,” I growl, pulling her off the window but keeping her on my hips.“I like this side to you.”

Flushing, she lets her legs go until her feet are on the ground, then she turns to face me and bites her lower lip.

“Say what you’re thinkin’, angel,” I murmur, reaching for my jeans and pulling them up.

“I’ve missed you.”

Her words have me jerking, and I turn to face her.She’s got her bra and panties on, but she’s now just staring at me, her eyes hurt.I broke her, and it breaks me into a thousand tiny pieces to know that I did.Taking a step toward her, I curl my hand around the back of her neck and bring her close until our lips are nearly touching, but she stops me.

“Before you kiss me,” she whispers, “I need to know.In this last month that we haven’t seen each other ...where you with her?”

Fuck.

That isn’t a question I want to answer, because it’s complicated.

I can’t lie to her any further, though.

I fucking can’t.

“Yeah,” I murmur.

Hurt flashes across her face, and I feel like my answer has just put the last nail in the coffin.

“Have you slept with her?”

Jesus.

Releasing her, I take a step back.

“Answer the question,” she whispers, her eyes welling with tears.

“Once.”

“And,” she croaks, the tears bursting forth and rolling down her cheeks, “did you choose her?”

“You told me it was over, baby,” I murmur, taking a step closer but she puts a hand up.

“That’s not what I’m asking.If it wasn’t over, if you had a choice, would you choose me or her?”

“Until tonight ...I was leanin’ that way, but now ...”

My words come out wrong, I know it the moment I see her expression change.She doesn’t give me a chance to explain, fuck I wish she would.She would understand that she didn’t give me a choice, she told me it was over and refused to see me.I get it, I do, but fuck, this ain’t easy.I don’t want her to think Harper was my choice, because, honestly, I felt like she was the only option I had until now.

“Baby, you left me.”I reach for her but she slaps my hand away, the tears rolling down her cheeks as she fumbles for her clothes.

“Seems like I made the right choice, then.”

Angrily, she dresses herself.

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