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I drop my head away from his touch. "I don't know," I say, ashamed. "You were gone, and I was sad, so I drank too much at this end-of-year party thing that was on at Crystal's place. I really don't remember a lot from the night, but I woke up next to him, and we were a thing after that."
"So it's my fault? You were sad because of me and that's how you ended up with that fuckwit?" he spits back, and I can't tell if he’s upset with me or himself.
"Of course I was, but I was happy for you. I was just sad my friend was gone, and I missed you."
His face grows serious. “I miss you all the time. I feel the loss of not having your energy around me. Seeing you tonight cements what I have always known. I should have tried harder to keep us together. You shouldn't have ended up with someone like Declan Bradley.”
I blink back at him. Three months ago, hearing those words out of his mouth would have made me giddy, but now everything is so different. This isn't about me anymore. I'm a mom, and that will always come first. "Heath, I have to tell you something," I stutter out before I stop myself.
"You have a boyfriend, don't you?" he says, and I can hear the disappointment in his voice.
I shake my head. "No, it’s not that, I’m single.”
“Good.” He snakes an arm around my waist, pulling me close to him, and before I know what's happening, his lips are on mine, and he kisses me with desperation. I know I shouldn't let him. I should push him away and tell him what I came here tonight to say, but I can't. Everything about this kiss is perfection, and I melt into him, kissing him back, letting his tongue invade my mouth. And my mind takes me back to a time where I was so blissfully happy, I never could have imagined my life would turn out the shitshow it is now. It's selfish, but I need this, something just for me before it's too late, and I know he won't ever want anything from me again.
HEATH
Thesoundoflaughtercoming from inside breaks our moment. I pull back from her ever so slightly so my forehead is pressed against hers. We are alone in this courtyard, but the party's music is still filtering through, and the shadows of those moving around inside are visible. Someone could walk in on us at any time, and I don't want to be interrupted, I want her all to myself. I would take her back to my place, but I'm staying with my mom and sister tonight. And I'm assuming her kids would be at her place. So I come up with the only plan my desperate body will let me. I stand up, taking her hand.
She looks at me, a little unsure, biting into her bottom lip. "Heath, we shouldn't..." she warns. But that's not what her kiss just told me. She's just as hot for me as I am for her. And I'm not taking the chance to have another regret when it comes to her.
"Come have some fun with me, baby, just like old times," I interrupt her before she can tell me what we should or shouldn't do. I'm done with everything. I don't want to do what we should do tonight; I want to feel young and reckless with her again. She needs it, I can tell, and so do I. I want a memorable night for the two of us before we have to go back to our normal lives.
She doesn't answer me but instead lets me pull her into me so I can wrap an arm around her and lead her farther around the side of the building into the dark. I push her up against the wall, my hands itching to touch her body. My lips are back on hers as I kiss her with a desperate hunger I have felt for way too long.
She loosens my shirt, slipping her hands under the fabric, skating over my skin, and she grips onto me as I press my body into hers. Our breathing is ragged, and we devour each other's mouths like our lives depend on it, all teeth and tongues and panting breaths. This is crazy, but I don't care.
I slide my hands down her body, meeting the short hem of her skirt and slipping under to feel her smooth ass. She lets out a small moan as I grab a palm full of flesh and squeeze roughly. Fuck, I can't wait to show her what she's been missing out on. She has me going crazy with desire for her. I wouldn't normally do something like this, but fuck, with her, I don't care. I want her right here, right now.
She moves her hand down to my crotch and palms my length, running a hand over the top of my jeans. My cock is painfully hard in my pants, itching to spring free and be buried deep inside her. She seems just as eager, unbuckling my jeans and fly, slipping her hand inside and wrapping her fingers around my shaft. "You feel so good," she purrs, sliding her hand over every inch of me and stopping to run her thumb over the bead of pre-cum already waiting for her.
My fingers trace over the soft lace of her thong, and she parts her legs for me just enough that I can slip a finger under the thin layer and slide through her slick dampness. She’s dripping wet for me, and the thought makes me hungry for her sweet pussy, but maneuvering that out here might be challenging. So instead, I dip a finger inside of her, followed by a second.
Her kiss grows more desperate, and she continues to slide her hand up and down over my shaft. I pull back from her kiss. "I need to fuck you, Millie." The desperation in my voice shocks even me. I have never needed something so much in my life. I slip my fingers out of her so I can slide her thong down her sexy-as-fuck legs and put it in my pocket for safekeeping. My hands never leaving her, I run them back up her silky-smooth legs until I get to the hem of her skirt, shoving it up enough so I lift her. She wraps her long legs around my body like they were made to fit around me.
Her hands run through my hair, and she pulls me back in to kiss her greedy lips again as our bodies grind against each other, desperate for something to ease the pent-up desire we have for each other.
She breaks our kiss. "Heath, this is insane, we can't do this here." She laughs, and I think she may have been telling me the truth about her being a lightweight now; she's a little tipsy. Not to the point where she doesn't know what she's doing—no, she is definitely still with it and has full control, but she's just loosened up a little and having fun.
"Too late, baby, I'm not walking away from you right now." I kiss down her neck, sucking and nipping my way back to her lobe. And she lets out a small moan. "I fucking need you like crazy, Millie," I tell her, because right now, I feel like I could die if I don't have her. From the moment I laid eyes on her tonight, I have been imagining this very moment. Her body wrapped around mine as she screamed my name.
"God, I needed to hear you say that," she mumbles into my neck, her hands running through my hair, and she tugs on the ends roughly. "Do you have protection?" she whispers, like she’s worried to ask in case I don't and this really is about to be over before we want it to be.
I slip a hand into my pocket, pulling out a foil packet. "Yeah," I say, slightly disappointed that I can't just fuck her the way I want, skin on skin, the way it should be with her. But I get it. It's been a long time, and she doesn't know where I've been. She leans her bodyweight between me and the wall so I can use both hands to shove my pants out of the way and roll it on. I line myself up and push inside of her in one go.
Her eyes come to me. "Fuck, Heath. I can't believe this is really happening." From the lights of the ballroom window, I can make her out just enough to see her beautiful face is glowing, her cheeks flushed, her lips plump and swollen from kissing. She is perfection.
I move inside of her, taking hold of her hips so I can fuck her harder. "Now can you?" I smirk, knowing what I'm doing to her.
"Yes," she moans. "Fucking hell, yes."
"We always had such good fucking chemistry, didn't we, baby?" I say, fucking her harder. I want her to remember this, memorize how it felt to have me inside of her again. I don't want her to forget me ever.
"Unbelievably good," she murmurs, her eyes closing as I work my magic.
My fingers find her clit, circling over it as I move inside of her. "You have me so worked up I'm close already, and I need you to come first, baby," I tell her, playing with her sensitive nub.
"I'm so close," she whimpers. I can feel her body tightening around me as she throws her head forward and screams into my neck. She hangs onto me, still quivering her way through her orgasm. I drop my hands to her ass, pulling her into me over and over again. She utters incoherent sounds as I jerk forward, filling her with my release.
