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He kissed my temple, wrapped his arm around my middle, and snuggled his face into the crook of my neck. It had been something he did often. It made me wonder if it calmed him in a way.
It was an hour later, and we were still on the couch. My leggings were still on one leg only, my torn panties were on the floor, and I could feel his cum dripping out of me. But it was perfect and needed.
Jaron’s jeans were still undone but he had stuffed his cock away after he came inside me. The dark treasure trail ran from his belly button to what laid beneath his jeans.
His hold on me tightened.
I expected him to say something dirty, but he hadn’t said anything. Not even during sex. I wasn’t sure why, but it bothered me.
“Talk to me,” he murmured, the deep vibrato of his voice rumbling through me.
“I don’t know what to say,” I whispered, turning away from him.
“Tell me how you feel.”
“I like this. Being with you. Being in your arms again.” I cupped his cheek. “I like getting to know you.”
“I like this too.” He turned his head, kissing my open palm. “Jail didn’t start out that bad. Besides being away from you, it was manageable. But over the weeks that followed, word got out who I was.” He kissed my shoulder. “As much as it sucked, like I said before, Piper, I would have done anything to get home to you.”
Placing a hard peck on his mouth, I tried with everything in me to let him know how I appreciated what he had done for me.
“I’m going to go get cleaned up, check on Brynn, and then head to bed.” I kissed him one last time before sitting up. “Thank you for this though.” I pulled my leggings back on and slipped the tank top up and over my head. “Join me?”
“Of course.” He grabbed my hand when I went to walk away and turned me toward him. He lifted my shirt, placing a soft peck on my stomach. “Did you have any depression or anything?”
My heart jumped. “Postpartum depression?”
He nodded.
“No. I was lucky that way. That had been one of my fears because you weren’t here, and I couldn’t see you. But I was fine.” I pushed my fingers through his hair.
He leaned his forehead against me and took a deep breath. “I’m glad.”
“Me too,” I whispered.
Jaron stood, grabbed a hold of my hand, and brought it up to his mouth. His dark eyes never strayed from mine. They looked into the deepest parts of me. The parts that had only ever been his.
Stepping away from him, I led him to our bedroom. While we both got ready for bed, I could still feel him inside of me. All throughout me.
“Tonight was amazing,” I told him, slipping into bed after getting pajamas on.
“It was.” He joined me, pulling the covers up and over us before pulling me down and into his arms.
“I just want you to know that I understand if things can’t go back to the way they were. I mean, you changed. Not that it’s a bad thing, I just want you to know that I get it.” I scrubbed a hand down my face. “I’m not making sense.”
“I get it, baby. I’m still him but I’m not. Yes, I changed but I think I became stronger because of it, just like you have as well.”
“I don’t feel strong half the time,” I confessed.
“I get that too.” He cupped my cheek, turning my head to meet his stare. “As much as I may have changed, my feelings for you have not. It’s like being away for all of this time, only made them become more intense.”
“I agree.”
“We do have to take this one day at a time though, baby. That’s all we can do. That’s all we have.” He kissed me softly on the lips. “I wish I could tell you that you’ll get that man back. The one who went to jail for you. The one you fell in love with. But you won’t. Not completely anyway. The only thing I can promise is that I will be the best man for you. Do you understand me?”
I swallowed hard at the mere intensity rolling off of him. “I understand.”
“Good.” He hugged me closer.
