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My teeth grip my bottom lip, and he grinds and thrusts four more times and I can’t take it. I come hard, his name escaping from my lips. “Alex.”
His mouth is in the crook of my neck, and he grunts, spilling his cum inside the condom. “Luciana,” he rasps against my skin. He raises his head and watches my face as I come all over his cock. “Beautiful,” he says.
Looking down, I notice we are sweaty, and my body is tingling with awareness. He is still inside of me, his cock buried deep inside of me. He kisses me one last time and slides out, disposing of the condom. He leaves his room and returns quickly with a washcloth to clean me.
When we are both dressed, he turns to me. “The guys should be showing up within half an hour. I think it best—”
“I understand,” I interrupt him and place a soft kiss on his lips.
He nods and I give him a tight hug. “Thank you, and no matter what happens, I don’t regret a minute of being with you.”
This was his way of telling me goodbye, having me one last time. It was in every touch and in every kiss he shared with me. He thinks I belong to Mase, but when Mase finds out the truth, he will let me go. I just have to tell him the truth and walk away.
Chapter Eighteen
Lucy
It is Sunday night and I’m in my room, sitting on my bed. I finish writing a letter to my little angel, filling in more of the blank pages. After placing the book in its secret hiding spot among other books I have read, I slide under the sheets and turn off the light.
As I doze off, a tear slides down my face thinking that he or she would have been a year old by now. I would have loved to throw a huge first birthday party with everything that would have made my baby happy. I would have loved taking pictures to fill my book and my phone with memories. A chance to have decorated a toy room and read to him or her every night. Every day I spend with Mason, the loss is felt. The memories I should have made with our baby come in full force.
When my eyes flutter open, it’s still dark. My eyes adjust to the dark, scanning my bedroom. I inhale and smell something—or rather, someone—familiar.
“Mase?” I whisper.
My mattress dips and I’m about to scream, but a hand clamps my mouth shut. “Shh. It’s me. It’s Mase.” He removes his hand from my mouth.
“What are you doing here, Mase?”
He smells of weed and cologne. My eyes finally adjust to the silhouette of his large frame. He quickly removes the hoodie he’s wearing, and when he pulls it over his head, his T-shirt rides up and the light filtering in from my bedroom window caresses his sculpted abs. When I think he is going to put his T-shirt back down, he removes it.
My skin tingles and my thighs clench to stop the sensation pooling between my legs. It doesn’t matter that I have casual sex with Alex. My body still craves Mason, but my heart has a gaping wound. I allow him to lie down beside me, like when we were kids and he would sneak in through the patio and make his way up the back staircase to my room.
“What are you doing here? You can’t be here,” I whisper.
“Well, I’m here. Now, go to sleep,” he whispers back.
I give up and turn over, not letting him touch me. My eyes close and sleep claims me.
When I wake, light streams through my bedroom window and I feel warm and safe. I can feel a slight pressure from an arm on my waist and something large and hard poking me in the crack of my ass.
I raise the covers and find Mason’s tattooed arm around my waist, spooning me with his cock rock hard through his sweats. Turning around, my eyes trail down his muscular upper body. My nipples tighten as he watches me with a sleepy grin. His eyes trail down to my breasts, noticing my erect nipples.
I clear my throat and place my hand over my mouth so he can’t smell my morning breath. “Why did you stay the night?” I ask.
He gets up and walks inside my bathroom. “I’m practicing.”
My brow furrows. “For what?”
“When you become my wife.” He closes the door, leaving me stunned.
His wife? Is he insane? I hate him for what he did to me, but I need to tell him.
When I tell Mason about the baby, it can’t be here. It must be at his house so he can process it on his own. I can’t be there after I tell him. I cry on my own alone as it is. The whole point is to tell him and move on as friends. He does have the right to know. He needs to understand because sooner or later he will find out about Alex.
Making my way to Aiden’s room, I knock on his door, hoping Khalani is still here.
The door opens and I’m relieved that it’s Khalani. “Hey, is Aiden in there?”
