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I strip out of my wet clothes, and when I climb in across from her, she pushes meback.
“What the hell, Dallas?” she shrieks. “You scared the shit out ofme.”
“I’m sorry,” is all I can muster. Sorry for scaring her, for turning her down, for acting like an asshole.Why am I always fucking up withher?
Her tears get lost in the water. “I’m sick of yoursorrys.I’m done, Dallas.” She throws her hands up. “Done with your bullshit games. I refuse to be some toy for you to play with when it’s convenient foryou.”
She winces when I stretch my arm out to move her fiery-red hair from her face, so I can see her beautiful green eyesbetter.
Today was a good day. We had fun. I told her shit no one else knows. I felt our babies in her stomach for the first time. We kissed. I had my hand in her panties and fingers in herpussy.
Then, I fucked it allup.
“No more bullshit,” I whisper. “Ipromise.”
“Your promises don’t mean shit,” she says with a snort, throwing my words back at me. “It only makes you look like more of a jackass eachtime.”
I am ajackass.
“Tell me what you want me to do. How can I make thisright?”
“Let yourself live!” she shouts. “Get it through that thick skull of yours that it’s okay to move on, for your sake!” She stabs her finger into my chest. “For your daughter’s sake!” Her finger moves to my stomach. “For my fuckingsake!”
I cup her cheeks with both hands. “I’ve tried,” I ground out. “I’ve tried telling myself I shouldn’t do this with you, but maybe that’s where I’m going wrong. I’m not supposed to be fighting it.” I caress her soft skin. “Neither one of us is supposed to be fighting it because the only thing that feels natural is this. Ustogether.”
“No,” she breathes out. “You only fight shit that you don’t want tohappen.”
“Trust me, fighting it means, it’sallI want to happen.” She shakes her head, and I wipe away her tears. “Say the word. Tell me you don’t want me. Tell me you want me to leave thisshower.”
She breathes in deep breaths and staysquiet.
“Do you want me to leave?” Istress.
She pinches her lips together and won’tanswer.
“Or would you rather I didthis?”
She gasps when I fall to my knees and inch her feet apart. I run my hand up her leg and straight to the opening of herpussy.
“Answer my question,” Idemand.
Instead of pushing me again, she slips her hand into my hair and moans. “That. I’d rather you did that.” Her nails dig deep into my scalp before I make another move. “Keepgoing.”
And that’s what Ido.
I situate one of her legs on the edge of the bathtub, and her body trembles at the first swipe of mytongue.
The taste of her issweet.
Fuckingheavenly.
I could eat her out for the rest of my life and never gohungry.
I apologize with mytongue.
Own her withit.
Beg her not to turn her back on me and plead to her to give me anotherchance.
