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He raises an eyebrow. “You want it gone?”
On my knees, I pluck the cloth loose until it falls aside. Then I straddle him.
“Wrap your arm around my neck, baby.” He nips my ear and smooths his palm over my spine.
I place my cast around his shoulders as he kisses his way along my jaw. By the time he nibbles my bottom lip and our tongue clash, I’m squirming with anticipation.
He thrusts into me like he can’t wait another second. Balancing me carefully so that I can’t hurt myself, he lifts me up and down on his cock.
Delicious pressure builds inside me as he hits all those places I couldn’t get to by myself. All that frustration I’ve been holding onto explodes into a mind-numbing orgasm. It makes my calves spasm as it steals my breath.
“Fucking beautiful,” he murmurs. He doesn’t stop. He’s hard as rock inside me. Nowhere near done.
When the second one hits it comes on nice and slow. Every part of my body grows warm and fuzzy before I turn boneless in his arms.
“I’m going to fill you, baby.” He grunts. “Are you okay with that?”
The way he says it, it’s not really a question, so we must have done this before. I’m on birth control. I saw the packet in my cosmetics case. Resumed taking them again days ago. “I want it.”
I want him. Us. Everything we were. Even if it didn’t last. Even if it can’t last. I still want it all.
“God… Feel what you do to me.” He spills inside me.
I feel the jerk as he does. The warmth. The hope in my chest. Even if I can’t believe in us yet, I want to.
He lays me down in the bed we used to share. Settles on his side beside me and pulls the covers over our naked bodies. Covers my belly with the wide expanse of his hand. “You and me, baby. We’re going to get through this. You’ll see.”
I hope so. Because otherwise falling for him all over again will destroy me.
His lips press to my ear. “You gave me your heart once, and I’ll cherish it forever, baby. I’ll give you everything you need. Do anything to make you happy.”
“You cheated on me.” My eyes grow wet and I close them to keep the tears at bay. I don’t know why it hurts so much when I can’t even remember it.
“I kissed someone else.” His breath is warm against my ear when he exhales. “It’s not a secret. I never tried to hide it from you. It’s also not as simple as that.”
“Then explain it.” I turn to face him.
There’s pain in those baby blues. It darkens them to the color of rough waters. He runs his fingers through the hair on the top of my head, playing with it. “I went to visit my mom that day. She’s not well. She has paranoid schizophrenia. Sometimes she hallucinates.”
“I’m sorry.” I think I know this somehow. Like it was in a magazine. Or on the internet. A long time ago when he first became famous.
“Well, sometimes she’s here. In the real world. And those are good days. Other times she thinks that I ruin everything that I touch. Some days she thinks I’m the devil and that I’m out to steal her soul.”
“That must be so hard.” Listening to him breaks my heart. My hand finds its way into his. I want to offer him comfort because it sounds like it hurts him a lot to talk about her.
“It has its moments.” He gives me a half-smile and squeezes my fingers gently.
He always looks so happy, but it hides a profound sadness. How many people have seen this side of him? Or is it just me? Am I the only one he lets get this close? He was a player before me… was that his way of keeping everyone at a distance?
“The day of that video I went to see her. I got so drunk after that I don’t remember any of it. The only reason I’m even aware that I kissed that girl is because of the video.”
“It’s not an excuse.” It shouldn’t be, and yet, if I had to admit it, my heart is already half-turned around. He’s been nothing but loving and sweet to me since he brought me home. And I have no recollection of the event either way.
“No. It’s not.” He stares into my eyes. Pleads with me to give him a chance. “You forgave me. Your brother, he hated that you were with me. He tried to break us up.”
I have this sudden overwhelming desire to run away. It’s happened a few times—whenever anyone mentions my brother. “I can’t imagine he would care one way or another about what I did or who I did it with.”
But then I never thought he would hurt Rochelle Kitt. I assumed he’d only been mean to me because I was his sister.
