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The woods come to view, and I start running under the canopy of the trees. The pine needles snap under me and I jump over any fallen logs. It’s freeing, letting out all this frustration. My body burns, my lungs hurt, but my mind feels clear.
An arm wraps around me and we stumble. We fall, but Ari turns us so when we fall, I land on him and his back hits the ground.
“Let me go!” I fight to get out of his grasp and we both get to our feet, but he pushes me against the nearest tree, his hands grasping my hips.
“I’m never going to let you go. That is something that will never happen. Do you understand me?” he growls.
“It seemed like you were. The last month you have barely looked at me, barely touched me, barely have done anything and now you say you miss me?” I try to push him away again, but he’s solid. His feet are planted firm on the ground and his fingers curl into my hips to keep me pinned.
“Because I hated myself!” He raises his voice, and it bounces from the trees. Birds fly away from the unexpected boom sounding from him and the eaves rustle from their departure. His left hand slides up my body, cupping my jaw. “I hate myself for what happened to you. It’s my fault. He should have never gotten his hands on you and every time I look at you, guilt sinks in. I failed you. I’m sorry.” His forehead rests against mine. “I’m so fucking sorry.”
I wrap my arms around him and hold him tight. “It isn’t your fault. I’m the one who left, but you have to understand the way you’ve been the last month, it’s left me alone. It’s left me wondering if you wanted me at all. If you regretted me.”
“Tesoro.” He tugs on a curl, watching it bounce. “I want to make something very clear. I could never regret you. I regret many things in my life. I regret not protecting you better. You? You’ve become my favorite obsession, the one thing that occupies more of my thoughts than anything else in this world. You are on my mind when I wake up and when I sleep, you are my dreams. Regret is something that isn’t even in the same space as you. It isn’t near you. You have quickly become hope after a long day of not feeling any.”
I kiss him, not wanting him to back away or change his mind about getting close to me. He meets my hungry kiss with his own. I groan when I feel his mouth on mine, soft and demanding. His tongue wraps around mine, deepening our connection. Desire builds between us, like a fuse that’s been lit and we’re waiting to explode.
I palm the bulge in his pants, and he moans.
“I want you,” I whisper. “Please. Please, Ari.” I unzip his pants, freeing his cock and wrap my hand around it. I stroke it and he pushes my shorts and panties to the side, not undressing me, not waiting for us to be in the house. He wraps my legs around his waist, and I curl my arms around his neck to hold on.
And he guides his cock to my entrance and in one thrust, sinks in.
We groan together in unison.
“Oh, Tesoro, you feel so fucking good. I’ve missed your pussy clenching around my cock. I’m never going that long again without you.” He rams into me, my back sliding against the rough bark of the tree. “You’re mine. I’m not leaving this pussy until I know you’re pregnant. All fucking day, all night, all week, I’m going to be inside you.” He yanks my head back, wrapping my hair around his fist and using it as support to drive into me harder.
Now is the chance for me to tell him I’m already pregnant. The words are on the tip of my tongue. I open my mouth to speak them, but a steady moan follows instead.
“I have to have you bound to me in every way, Tesoro.” He places his head against my shoulder, curling his hips with more force and I cry out.
“Ari. You feel so good. Oh god, don’t stop. You’re so deep. More. Harder.”
He pulls out of me and spins me around, bending me over until my hands are braced against the tree. He pushes my shorts and panties to the side again. Since I’m so wet for him, he thrusts in easily, all the way to the hilt.
With a firm grip of my waist, he pounds into me, the sound of our skin slapping together with every thrust echoes through the forest.
“Fuck, I’m going to come. You feel too good.” His hand disappears down the front of my shorts and underneath my panties. Ari finds my clit, pinching, rolling, and lightly tugging on it. My body reacts immediately. My thighs tremble from his touch and the harder he fucks me, the wetter I become. “Fuck yes, that’s it. Damn it, Rosie, you take my fucking cock so well. You were made for me.” His hips stutter and he buries his face in the back of my neck, groaning my name while he comes.
My orgasm hits me a second later and I squeeze his cock with every spasm that racks my body. I try to pull him deeper, and his hands caress my back, then curl around my shoulders. He lifts me to his chest, his cock still hard and slowly rocking in and out of me.
I don’t want him to leave me yet.
He turns my head, kissing me lazily. There’s no rhythm to the kiss, it’s tired and messy, but I love it.
“I can’t wait for you to be pregnant,” he whispers in my ear.
The words are on the tip of my tongue again, but I don’t speak them.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Ari
Another month has gone by, and Rosie is keeping something from me. I don’t know what it is, and she says she isn’t, but I know when she is lying. She’s been emotional too. I was just able to get her back to sleep after she cried about her favorite Harvard T-shirt ripping at the armpit. Her emotions have been all over the place and I’m starting to think I’m the cause.
“Ari?” Gianni is standing in the doorway of my office.
“Yes?” I flicker through the pages of my next contract agreement with a local business wanting our services. I’ll be paying them a visit tomorrow so we can sign this is person.
