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He couldn’t do long strokes, but they were deep and they were fast. “Touch yourself,” he said.
She was going to do it anyway. She needed a little more something to get her over the edge.
Her hand went down between her legs and found her swollen bud and started to rub it in circles while he fucked her from behind.
They’d never tried this position before and she was surprised when they’d done so much more. They rarely had sex in a bed when they were younger, but it worked for them.
“God,” he said. “You’re squeezing me so tight you are almost pushing me out.”
“I can’t help it,” she said. “I’m almost there.”
He pushed in hard and started to rock his hips, his hand taking hers and replacing it where his was to hold her one leg up while he found her bud and did what he always did to get her there.
“That’s it,” he said. “Come for me. Let me see it all.”
She wasn’t sure if it was his words in her ear or the movements of his cock and hand, but she started to come, her eyes shut and her body stiffened.
He didn’t move while she was coming, but she started to feel him throbbing inside of her as he groaned out her name again and again.
Her leg dropped down and she tried to calm her racing heart. “That was...I don’t have the word for it.”
“It doesn’t need a word,” he said. “It just needs to be between us.”
She kissed him on the lips and then got up to go to the bathroom and clean up, discovering the one good thing about a condom was the mess was more contained.
When she came back out, he was covered in a blanket again and pulled her under with him. “We should talk.”
She sighed. “I’m not sure I like the tone of your voice.”
“We are both holding things back. Big things.”
Her heart was racing for another reason now—the fear and anticipation of things going south in a hurry.
“What do I need to know?”
“I need to tell you what happened that day I broke up with you years ago. I want you to understand. I’ve lived with a lot of guilt over that day. Not only for how I ended things with you.”
“We’ve talked about this,” she said.
“Zara. We can talk all we want, but things never get resolved until everything is said. I never fully talked with my father. Maybe because I wasn’t heard when I tried. You will listen and it needs to be said. I told you why I left. That hasn’t changed. But you asked why I was so mean about it. Did the timing of it ever occur to you?”
“At the time, no,” she said. “I thought everything was going so well. It felt like it came out of nowhere.”
“Because part of it did. You knew how much I hated working at the marina. That summer I busted my ass more than ever before.”
“I remember,” she said.
Ren always worked full time in the summer, but that first summer back from college he was working close to sixty hours. They barely had time to see each other, but she tried not to complain and make it worse for him.
Or cause more problems with his father.
“I didn’t want to work that much, but my father kept making comments about the cost of college and all this other shit. I never asked him to pay for it. My mother said she was and I let it go.”
“You had to know he was too,” she said.
“I did. Deep down. But my mother worked there too. I didn’t know their arrangement. Maybe it was her salary paying for it. I’d overheard her say she’d work more to do it and I’d told her no. I’d get a loan. She said she wasn’t. That it was a fight and words with my father to make him feel guilty over his actions and nothing more. I believed her.”
“What happened then? He made you feel guilty and you worked more because of it to keep the peace knowing you were going back to college soon?”
