Page 101 of A Simple Regret

I line myself up at her entrance, grabbing her hips as I slowly push inside her from behind. “I’m not—I’m not on birth control, Cam,” she whispers.

“I know. Do you want me to stop and go get a condom?” I will leave the decision to her and respect whichever way she goes. Somehow, I hold perfectly still, not moving even though my body craves the thrust.

With her eyes locked on mine, she whispers, “No.”

So, I move. I push all the way inside her body, reveling in the grip around my entire cock. “I’m not scared, Shortcake.” I pull out and thrust back inside.

“Me either,” she mutters, holding on to the bench as she arches her back again. The angle allows me to move easily, to hit exactly where I need to touch deep inside her.

Wrapping one hand around her stomach and holding her hip with my other hand, I thrust repeatedly, filling her completely. My hips move on their own, my body slapping against her ass as we both chase the release we crave.

I move my hand from her stomach to her tits, cupping one perfect mound in my palm through her bra as I continue to move. My other hand shifts downward, sliding over her hard clit and making her cry out.

“You’re close, aren’t you?”

“So close,” she insists, thrusting back against me.

“Come for me, Shortcake. I need to feel it.”

Swiping my finger gently over her clit, I feel her body tighten around me. She cries out my name, rocking back as she squeezes my cock. My spine starts to tingle, and I know I won’t be able to last any longer. My balls ache to release, and when I finally do, I come hard. I go completely still, emptying myself inside her body and secretly praying we’ve made a baby from this one simple, foolish act.

Leaning forward, I press my lips to her neck as I wrap my body around hers. “I love you, Maren.”

“I love you too, Camden.”

I kiss her lips gently, holding her tight. “This might get messy. Let me grab some shop towels.”

She wrinkles her nose. “Shop towels?”

“They’re clean, promise.” I carefully extract myself from her body and grab my jeans, trying to pull them up so I can move as I scurry toward the cabinet with towels. “I should have thought of this sooner.”

When I return and she takes the towel, placing it between her legs to clean my cum from her thighs. “Does it make me weird that I kinda like it?”

I bark out a laugh and shake my head. “Nope. Seeing cum running down your leg turns me into a caveman,” I tell her, pressing a hard kiss against her mouth.

Once we’re all cleaned up and our clothing is back in place, I pull her into my arms. She throws hers over my shoulders and rests her cheek against my neck. “Go with me to Cade’s wedding in April. You and Theo both.”

“All right.” Her answer is immediate.

After a few minutes of just holding each other and stealing a kiss or two, I finally release my hold on her. “I should get back home so Dad can go. He has to work tomorrow.”

I nod, even though I don’t want her to leave. “We’ll need to figure something out moving forward, because not having you in bed with me is killing me.”

She grins. “Agreed. Though, with Theo⁠—”

“It would be easier for me to come to you.”

Nodding, she adds, “You’re always welcome in my bed, Cam.”

I take her hand, grab her coat, and prepare to walk her to her back door. Our fingers are linked the entire time. When we get to the door, we face each other and I take her in my arms one last time. “I don’t want to just leave you here at the door like I used to,” I state, referring to when we were in high school and I’d walk her to the door, kiss her good night, and be on my way.

“Then don’t.” There’s a twinkle in her gorgeous blue eyes.

“Yeah?”

She shrugs. “I sleep better with you beside me.”

You don’t have to tell me twice. “Give me ten minutes to go close everything up.”