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He began to pump in and out of me. Our breaths matched. He hooked his arm under my knee, angling deeper.
“Oh, Jer.” I looked in his eyes.
“You feel so good,” he growled. “So fucking good.”
His balls slapped against me and I knew he was motivated to go to new depths. To tie us back together after our fight. To make sure I never wanted to sleep in the guest room again. And holy hell, I didn’t. I wanted this. Nights like this. Sex like this.
I wanted Jeremy to give me everything he had, and in return he could have all of me.
He grunted as his thrust picked up in urgency. My head rolled into the pillow. My legs splayed open, offering him something I’d never thought I’d want to give another man. I was his.
He groaned. “I’m going to come, Evie.”
I dug my nails into his firm ass, urging him to fill me.
One. Two. Three. He roared as his climax hit him like a cannonball. He fired his seed inside me, rooting deep with possessive thrusts.
He collapsed on top of me. “Holy fuck, that was amazing.”
I brushed my fingers through his hair, letting it feather between my fingers as it fell back into place.
“It was,” I whispered.
“We’ve lost our damn minds, haven’t we?”
I nodded. “I think so.” What we were doing was dangerously close to something that felt real. Something that felt like it had legs and a body. And if we weren’t careful, would be the definition of a real living breathing relationship.
But I couldn’t stay away from him. I couldn’t not touch him. I couldn’t not kiss him. And there was no way to have his baby without the sex.
He kissed my neck and rolled to the side. I hugged my knees to my chest.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Trying to up the chances of getting pregnant. I read this helps. It keeps your stuff inside longer. I should stay like this for thirty minutes.”
“My stuff?” He laughed. “I can just give you more. Is come too dirty a word for your innocent mouth?”
“No. I can say it. But, it only takes one of your little swimmers.”
“Hey, there’s nothing little about my swimmers.” He placed a hand on my knee.
“Didn’t mean to insult your male ego,” I teased. “Maybe you skipped Sex Ed in middle school. Who knows what you know about getting pregnant.”
“I’ve avoided it my entire life. Condoms have always been my best friend.” He eyed me.
“And now?”
He turned toward me. His finger traced over my pointed nipple. “I never knew sex could be so good.”
“It’s that good?” I whispered.
He nodded. “Better than that.”
I swallowed. I wasn’t supposed to fall for Jer. He wasn’t that kind of husband. But I didn’t have anything to hold me back. And that terrified me.
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Jeremy
