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She nodded. “You’re …um there’s just a lot of…you.”
I smiled before kissing her again. This time when she lowered herself, I lifted my hips. Her nails dug into my shoulder, and she let out a forced exhale. She didn’t move, so I waited, reveling in the feeling of being completely enveloped within her body. I kissed her neck, sucking gently on the soft flesh. I’d never wanted to be with a woman as much as I wanted Ginger, and now being inside her, feeling her tight, slick walls embracing me felt like a dream. Even if she never decided to move, this moment was heaven for me.
She rocked forward slightly, and I groaned in response. My hands rested on her thighs. I gave a squeeze, trying hard not to make her move. She put her hands on either side of my face, kissing me as she slowly rocked herself against me again.
“Tell me you love me,” she whispered against my lips.
I pulled back, looking deep into her emerald eyes. They shimmered with the tears pooled at the bottom. “I love you.”
She smiled before she began to move. She pushed herself up and down on my rigid shaft, slowly at first. Her body was tight, but with each movement, she opened up more. I pushed my hips upward, meeting her movements, and pushing myself deeper into her silken, warm center.
“Fuck, baby…you feel so fucking good,” I groaned.
She leaned back, and her breasts bounced with her motion. I grabbed one, closing my mouth around the taut peak. She moaned in pleasure. Using her body weight, Ginger leaned forward, forcing me backward. She found my lips, kissing me deeply as she continued to move her hips. Faster she went, riding my cock, taking the pleasure she needed. My hands were on her waist, helping her as she drove us toward the end. She broke from the kiss, leaning back to rest her hands on my thighs. She rode me hard. I let one of my hands travel across her stomach down between her legs. My thumb circled her clit, and she let out a low moan in response. She fell forward, burying her face in my neck. Her nails dug into my shoulder. Her body shuddered around mine, and she let out a muffled cry as her orgasm hit. I felt the tightening in my balls before my own release burst free, spilling into her.
Neither of us spoke or moved. Our heavy breathing came out in sync. I remained in the euphoric afterglow, reveling in the fact I’d just made love to her, so it took me a moment to feel the dampness on my shoulder, followed by the trembling of her body. She was crying. Shit! I knew I shouldn’t have done this. She wasn’t ready. I closed my eyes, wrapped my arms around her, and held her tight.
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Crying. Who the hell was crying? I shifted, realizing there was someone next to me. Groggy memories came back. Ginger was curled up beside me, with her head resting on my chest. She looked so peaceful. More crying. Shit! Shawn. Moving slowly as to not wake her, I eased myself out of bed. She shifted, turning over to get comfortable again. Ginger. My Ginger. I gave one last glance before grabbing the shorts from last night, and slipped them on as I exited the room.
Shawn stood red-faced and snot-nosed inside the playpen.
I walked over retrieving him from the crib. “Are you always this loud in the morning?”
His cries started to calm down.
“Woah, you smell. Let’s see if mommy brought a diaper bag.”
There wasn’t one downstairs, but after some searching I located her keys. Luckily she had a bag in her car.
“There. Much happier with that crap off you.”
Soon as I released him, Shawn did a quick flip to his stomach to push himself to his feet. He headed right to the diaper bag and started pulling out things until he found his empty sippy cup.
“Juice,” he said, holding the cup out to me.
“Right. Sure thing, juice for you, coffee for me, but first we need to put out that toxic diaper of yours.”
I debated for a minute on if I needed to take him with me to the garage or if I could leave him on his own. He pulled out the baby powder and tried to eat it. He was coming with me. Scooping him up, I glanced at the microwave clock; it was barely six. Today was going to require a lot of coffee.
Chapter 33
Calida
I sat up, giving my body a good stretch. The sheet dropped, revealing my topless state. All of last night’s activities came flooding back. My desperate need to get out of my house. Showing up at Malcolm’s in the middle of the night. Begging him to have sex with me. I fell back against the pillows, pulling the covers over my head.
I couldn’t believe I did that. I’d thrown myself at him. God, I was so messed up! How was I supposed to face him? What was I to say? If I got lucky, maybe the house would swallow me whole, and I could avoid what I knew would be a terribly awkward encounter.
I couldn’t hide in his bed all day. Removing the blanket from my head, I closed my eyes against the sudden light change. It was bright, really bright. Turning, I saw the clock. 10:30.
“Shawn!”
Scrambling out of bed, I frantically searched for my clothes. How could I be so careless? I’d yanked him out of bed in the middle
of the night, and I didn’t even ask where Malcolm put him. Jesus, I was starting to fail in the one area I worked hardest at. How could I let my issues leave me so careless toward my son?
“We can’t go that way. We’re gonna get shot.” I heard Malcolm say as I got to the bottom of the stairs.
