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Fuck, do I miss her.
I miss our mornings, both before and after we started a relationship, our arguing, our sex, the conversations that somehow convinced her to open up to me.
I miss Chloe Fieldgain, but I fucking hate her at the same time.
The porch light shines over us as she leans back against the front door, and I take in the fluffy pink slippers on her feet.
“Are you ready to let me explain myself?” she asks, letting out a breath. “I gave you that chance.”
I slip her a glare. “You did, after a goddamn decade, so I’ll call you when that time comes.”
She grimaces. “Grow up, Kyle, and let’s act like adults about this, okay? We’ve both made mistakes.”
“What’s there to explain?” I snap back. “It’s clear as motherfucking day. I pissed you off in high school, so you got your revenge by blackmailing my family.”
She advances a step from the door into my space. “You think that’s why I cashed the checkshe offeredus? Over teenage heartbreak?”
A chill hits my core. “I want you to be honest with me.”
“Always,” she says with no hesitation.
Liar.
I decide against calling her out for it. “Were you ever going to tell me?”
“I don’t know. The more I trusted you, I think, yes, I would’ve eventually.” She peeks up at me with a sad face. “Thank you for controlling Roger.”
“I did it for the kids,” I halfway lie.
“I’m sorry for all this, you know. I never wanted to hurt you or your family. That was never my intention. My feelings for you have been pure from the very beginning. It’s going to kill me to watch you walk away from me.”
She stands up on her tiptoes and presses her face into my neck. I can’t stop myself from cupping her ass and shifting her close. Her teeth tug at my earlobe, and I don’t hesitate to follow her when she leads me into the house to her bedroom.
23
Chloe
I have no idea what I’m doing.
I don’t seduce men.
I mean, I didn’t until now.
A lamp shines in the corner of the room next to my bed, giving me a good view of him. I place my hand over Kyle’s mouth as soon as he shuts the door behind us and push him against it. I’ll prove to him in every way possible that our feelings are real and not to walk away.
He removes my hand. “You’re the screamer, babe. I’ll be the one forcing you to be quiet.”
Facts.
I smile in return. He doesn’t do the same. The stare on his face is packed with pain and desire. He wants me but doesn’t. He believes me but doesn’t. He wants to work this out but doesn’t.
Everything I’m reading on Kyle is confliction.
Let me prove it to you.
I sink to my knees, hastily undo his pants, and lick the length of his cock the moment it springs free. A deep groan leaves his mouth before he catches himself and bites into his lower lip, masking the sounds of his pleasure. It’s a shame. I want to hear every word and moan leaving him, but the kids can’t hear us. I capture him in my mouth, sucking hard, and hope to erase the hate he has for me. He’s smooth as I attempt to use his dick to deep-throat my way back into his heart, as pathetic as it sounds. He won my forgiveness by orgasm; maybe I can do the same with him.
He grows harder with every stroke from my mouth. I get lost in the act and don’t tear myself away until he speaks. “Stop, Chloe. This isn’t going to finish with my cock in your mouth.”
