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The indent deepens. My stomach flips. Shit, I’m scaring?—
“You really haven’t been with someone in months?” she asks.
“That so hard to believe?”
She laughs. “You’re full of surprises, that’s all. And yes. I’m good on my end. Had my annual two weeks ago, actually, and everything came back negative.”
I get to fuck Jenny Monroe raw. Ho-ly shit.
My vision goes hazy. Chest gets that funny soft feeling again. She trusts me. I trust her. It’s so simple and sweet, and I’m vaguely aware of a growing desire to fuck this woman, and this woman only, for the rest of my life.
I begin to thrust my finger, working to loosen her up. I glide my other fingers over her clit, quickly, softly, a tease that has her sighing into the pillow. Maybe her body is so responsive to minebecauseshe trusts me.
Because she wants what I do. Truth and safety andmore.
There is nothing safe, though, about allowing myself to think these things. To have fantasies about making babies with Jen. Sounds nice, and it may be nice for a while. But what would that look like ten years down the road? Twenty?
It’d require the kind of faith I’m not at all capable of to believe we’d end up happy.
I am not a faithful man. Meaning I don’t have faith that things will work out in the months and years ahead.
When it comes to my romantic life, I wouldn’t say I’munfaithful. Contrary to popular belief, I don’t sleep with married women. I’ve never cheated, but that’s because I’ve never been monogamous. Settling down didn’t interest me, probably because I’ve held a torch for Jen all this time.
You could try having faith in a future with her.
Ignoring the voice inside my head, I thrust my finger a little deeper. Faster. Watch Jen’s eyes roll to the back of her head.
I’m dying to be inside her.
“I think you’re ready, baby. I’ll go slow. Talk to me, all right?”
She digs her teeth into her bottom lip. “I’m ready.”
I lube her up a little more, then lube my cock. Leaning down, I kiss her backside, her body relaxing into the mattress. I knead her breast, plucking at her nipple. She moans.
“Slow.” I hike her hips back up and notch myself at her rim. Apply the slightest pressure. She closes her eyes. “Slow, baby. You got this.”
I run my hand over the smooth expanse of her back. Push inside a little more. My mind goes blank at the tight, hot feel of her asshole fisting around me.
She tenses, a cry escaping her lips. “Wow, that’s... a lot.”
I go still. “Too much?”
“No. Not at all. Don’t stop. Please.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. I think you can do it. I know you can. Relax. It’s gonna feel so good. You feel so good, baby. I love you like this. Open to me. You’re beautiful. So fucking beautiful, Jen, that sometimes I can’t breathe when you’re around.”
Her green eyes flutter open. They lock on mine as I push inside her more. More. Tears gather along her bottom lashes, but she doesn’t ask me to stop so I don’t.
I can trust her to ask me to stop.
She reaches back to grab my hand. Without thinking, I twine our fingers and give her palm a squeeze.
Rocking my hips, I move deeper. She lets out a sobbing sound.
