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“That’s right, baby, let it out. Scream as loud as you want.”
He angles his hips in such a way that has my pussy clenching around his dick tightly. “Oh, God, Easton. Yes!” I shout as I fly over the edge. “I’m coming!”
The force of my orgasm takes my breath away and I never want it to stop.
“Yes, baby! God, you feel so fucking good,” Easton grits out from behind me. “I’m gonna come! Can’t hold back any longer.” With one final thrust, he groans and empties himself inside me, gripping my hips to hold me in place. “Fuck! Autumn! So fucking good!”
I feel more alive in this moment than I ever have before and when Easton slowly pulls out of me, I whimper at the loss of him. I collapse onto the bed and listen to his footsteps as he walks across the room, I assume to dispose of the condom.
When I hear water running in the bathroom, the enormity of what we just did hits me and I get up off the bed, picking up my dress from the floor. I don’t regret a second of it, but I have to remember Easton doesn’t want the same things I do. He’s never had a relationship with any woman since Elena died and I’m not delusional enough to think that he’d change for me. I’d do well to remember that and protect my heart before it gets irretrievably broken.
Easton returns and gives me a quizzical look, but doesn’t stop me as I move past him and out the door. That hurts more than it should which only confirms my belief that the risk to my heart is real. I’m already feeling more for Easton than I should and I need to find a way to put my walls back up.
Tears sting the back of my eyes, but I don’t let them fall until I push through my bedroom door and close it behind me. I slide my naked body to the floor, clutching my dress to my chest and lean my head back against the door. As I sit there, I close my eyes and let the tears fall freely down my cheeks.
I’m so screwed.
Chapter Nine
Easton
The light shining through my bedroom window wakes me early the next morning and I slowly open my eyes and sigh in frustration at the empty space next to me.
I had hoped that Autumn would stay with me last night, but she couldn’t run out of here fast enough. The look of regret and embarrassment on her face when I came back into the bedroom hurt me more than I was expecting so I didn’t try to stop her. What would be the point?
I’m not used to feeling so out of control and I’m not sure what to do with these feelings. Being with Autumn last night was the most alive I’ve felt since Elena died. I’ve intentionally closed my heart off as a way to avoid being hurt again and after last night I know with a shadow of a doubt that Autumn has the power to hurt me more than anything or anyone ever has before.
When I hear voices coming from downstairs letting me know that Bethany’s home, I let out a heavy sigh and get out of bed. I take a quick shower and then pull on a pair of jeans and a long-sleeve tee before joining Bethany and Autumn in the kitchen. My heart stutters in my chest when I watch them silently from the doorway. They’re smiling at each other as they scroll through their phones and every few seconds Bethany leans over and shows Autumn her screen causing them both to squeal excitedly.
The fact that Bethany gets along well with Autumn warms my heart and goes a little way to lessening the guilt I feel at accepting my promotion. Knowing she’s okay when I’m away is everything to me. I was worried at first that Autumn wouldn’t rise to the challenge of this job, but she’s a natural.
“Do you think he’ll like it?” Bethany asks as her cheeks turn a bright shade of pink.
This has my interest piqued.
Autumn scoffs. “Girl, he won’t know what hit him when he sees you like this.” She finally senses my presence and looks over at me and I don’t miss the blush that forms on her beautiful face before she averts her gaze. “Why don’t you head upstairs and look at more make-up ideas?” She says to Bethany.
“Okay,” Bethany says. “Hey, Dad! Autumn and I are looking at dresses for the dance. They’re soooo cute!”
“Morning, baby,” I greet her. “I can’t wait to see them. What’s this I hear about makeup?” I look at Autumn as I say this. I don’t know how I feel about my baby girl wearing makeup. When did she become old enough for that shit?
“Oh, Dad,” my pre-teen rolls her eyes at me. “All the girls are wearing it. You’re just an old Fuddy Duddy. Gotta go!” And with those disconcerting words, she runs past me. Fuddy Duddy? I’m not one of those. Am I?
I clear my throat and address Autumn. “Morning.”
She gives me a nod in response and takes a sip of her coffee, but doesn’t answer. That right there is why last night was a bad idea, even though it seemed like the best idea in the world at the time. Now everything is awkward and uncomfortable again and you could cut the tension with a knife.
Hell, I did nothing but think about her last night once I got into bed. How easily she came apart under my touch, her screams as she cried out when she orgasmed, and how soft her skin felt beneath my hands and mouth. My dick jumps in my pants at the memory and I quickly turn away to hide the evidence and decide to ignore the elephant in the room. Pun intended.
“I’m heading out with Bethany today, so you’ll have the place to yourself for a while.”
She hums in response and continues scrolling through her phone.
“What were you two talking about when I walked in anyway?” I try again.
Autumn sighs and says, “Her school dance.” That’s the only information she gives me. I knew that Autumn had got her a dress while I was out of town the first time, but I didn’t know that they had been talking about other things as well - like putting makeup on my daughter.
It leaves a heavy weight on my heart, knowing that this is one of those moments Elena would’ve loved to have been part of. I give Autumn a curt nod and then head upstairs to knock on Bethany’s bedroom door. She pulls it open and I give her a smile. “Do you want to spend the day with your Fuddy Duddy Dad?” I ask her.
