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“Harder. Please,” Cora begged. “I need—”
Jamie reached forward, wrapping his hands around her shoulders. Seconds later, he increased both the pressure of speed of her thrusts until the only thing he could hear were her cries and the slapping of skin on skin.
“Fuck,” he groaned, when he felt her clamp down on him. “God damn, baby. You’re so tight.”
He lost count of how many times she came, clutching his dick like a vise. Finally, he had let himself go when she begged him to come inside of her. The combination of her words and the sated exhaustion of her voice had been too much.
He pulled out of her and moved to lean against the wall. He watched as her arms gave out and her sweat-slicked body collapsed against the table. Concerned, he summoned the strength to lift her into his arms.
His own knees were wobbly, so they only made it to the kitchen floor. He cradled her in his lap and pressed soft kisses against her skin, murmuring apologies until her erratic breathing slowed down.
When she eventually picked her head up, a slow smile crossed her face, and the only thing she said was, “Yours.”
Jamie laughed softly and agreed, “Mine.”
She didn’t even bother to pick up her head from where it lay on his chest this time, when she said, “If you want to go to the gym and work off some of that aggression now, I’ll understand.”
“I’m sorry, baby,” he said, feeling like a complete idiot.
He felt her snuggle closer to him and then she sighed. “If you’re upset, talk to me. Even if you think it’s stupid. I don’t like to fight.”
A moment later, she added, “Or we can do that,” as she gestured toward the kitchen table vaguely. “Let’s definitely do that.”
When she giggled against his chest, he smugly said, “When you kind of flopped onto the table at the end, I was a little concerned that I might have permanently broken you, baby.”
“Jesus, Jamie,” Cora said, laughter in her voice. “You act like that’s the first time you’ve made a girl come.”
He let out an incredulous laugh, then proceeded to tickle her ribs until she was squirming against him and crying out, “I take it back. Stop! Stop!”
Jamie relented, stilling his hands.
They were quiet for a few minutes as their breathing evened out, until he finally said, “This tile is really cold on my ass. Can we maybe go jump in the shower?”
* * * *
Later that evening, Jamie lay in Cora’s bed, unable to sleep. Cora had snuggled into his side and dropped off to sleep almost immediately, but his thoughts kept straying back to the conversation he’d had with his mother on Sunday.
When they’d woken up late Sunday morning, Taryn and Evan had already eaten breakfast and were playing with the children in the pool. His mother stood in the kitchen, cup of coffee in hand.
They had talked for a few minutes about Portland and the Shinobi contract he’d booked before she finally got to the point. She’d told him how happy it made her to see them back together. He’d been forced to agree with her. He was unbelievably lucky to have gotten this second chance with Cora.
In typical fashion, his mother had continued on, asking him when they were going to make beautiful grandbabies for her. After almost spitting out his coffee, he had reminded her that he and Cora had only been back together for a few weeks.
She had grinned, waved him off, and claimed to be just teasing him. Jamie couldn’t help himself, though. Every time Cora played with the children, he couldn’t help but imagine her with their own.
It was early. It was way early to be thinking of marriage or children. Nevertheless, he realized that he wanted everything with Cora.
Cora, on the other hand, had hedged about even coming up to his mother’s for the weekend. It was clear that they weren’t on the same page yet. He could only hope that eventually, they would be.
Chapter Fifteen
Cora wiped the tears off her face, and waved her hand. She gasped for breath and said, “Stop, stop! You almost made me spit out this very expensive martini.”
Maureen smirked and said, “I can’t stop until you’ve heard everything about the very best second date of all time. After the phone call, I’m a little weirded out but okay. So I get there, and it turns out that the address he’s given me is for this community center. I’m completely confused, but he’s waiting out front.”
“I ask him what we’re doing there, and he starts to tell me how he’s a recovering addict. I’ve gotta tell you, it was a little heavy for the second date, but he’s recovering. That’s something, right?” she asked, looking to the group for confirmation.
Cora gave her a leery, completely hesitant nod and then dared to take another sip of her drink.
