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I lift her ass further up, changing the angle, and she moans loudly into the room. “Yes, Emmett. Harder.”
She barely gets another breath in before I’m slamming into her so hard the bed shifts slightly, and my release is becoming harder to hold back. If she keeps making all these noises with that pretty mouth of hers, I’m not going to be able to hold myself any longer. As if sensing the fight I’m battling, I slam into her once more before she’s coming all over me and crying into the night.
That’s all it takes for me to coat her walls with my own release, and I jerk inside of her until she milks every last bit of it. I take a few deep breaths while leaning into her and pressing soft kisses against her spine, then I slowly pull myself out of her. She whimpers, already missing me, and I can’t say that I blame her – all I want is to be deep inside her again, but there’s other things we have to discuss.
When I get out of the bathroom, prepared to talk to her about the baby, she’s already curled up on her side with her mouth parted and eyes closed. Her breaths are coming in and out evenly, her hair falling against my pillow, and I smile at her before throwing my comforter over her bare body. Before I leave the room, I make sure to grab some clothes for her and set them out on the chair in the corner.
I leave the light on in the adjoining bathroom, just in case she wakes in the middle of the night with no recollection of where she is, then softly shut the bedroom door behind me. As much as I’d love to cuddle up against her tonight, I’m not willing to break whatever this is we have if she wakes up and remembers everything we did.
Tomorrow is a new day, I’ll talk to her in the morning when she’s fully rested.
***
I spent most of the night tossing and turning in the bedroom next to my own, knowing that Casey was sleeping soundly in my bed without clothes on, but finally managed to fall asleep after an hour. I’m not a heavy sleeper, so when the floor creaks under her weight outside the door, my eyes snap open, and I watch her shadow walk slowly past the door.
Is she really going to sneak out of here like this was some one-night stand? We tried that once, and we got a harsh reality check on how well that went. Before she can get far, I’m already pulling the door open, and she snaps her head in my direction, eyes widening at the sight of me. Normally, I’d sleep without any clothes on, but I figured she would appreciate it if I wore a pair of pants when she woke up.
“Uh, I should go,” she says quickly, hiking a thumb over her shoulder. “Before Dominic gets worried about where I’ve been.” It’s not until she says that I realize it’s still dark outside, and she’s got on the clothes I left out for her.
“You can stay here. I’ll let him know you fell asleep on the ride, and I brought you here since I knew he’d get in late.” There’s a high chance he never even made it home himself, probably drowned in some random woman’s pussy somewhere and crashed. “I’d hate for you to leave this late.” I’m also hoping to have that long-awaited conversation with her.
She sighs and slumps her shoulders in defeat, then nods. “Fine, but at least take your room back. You could’ve woke me up and sent me to one of the guest ones.”
I shrug. “You looked like you needed the rest, especially after that gruesome workout.” I’m trying to make light of the situation, but it doesn’t seem to be working. Is she regretting it? She comes to a stop next to me, and I cock my head to the side. “Are you okay?” Maybe she’s feeling sick right now.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I’ll, uh, see you in the morning.” She’s already stepping through the doorway and shutting the door in my face before I can say anything back to her.
When I get into my own bed, the scent of her still lingers on my pillow, and I breathe it in deeply like some crazed stalker. I’m not even going to feel bad for it. It doesn’t take me long to fall asleep once I get the blanket over my shoulders as if all I needed was a small reminder that she was lying in my bed.
***
In the morning, I make sure I’m up before she is and head into the kitchen to start breakfast. After our night, I’m sure she’ll be plenty hungry. Dominic already responded, asking me to call him when Casey leaves, and I’m worried he’s catching onto everything between us. If he knew the way I made her scream last night, I’m sure he’d make sure I let out a scream of my own as he beat the shit out of me.
Soft footsteps alert me that Casey is up, and then she’s stepping into the sunlit kitchen. She doesn’t look at me much as she rounds the counter, heading straight for the coffee maker, but she stops at the tsking sound I make.
“You aren’t supposed to drink coffee.”
She glares at me, clearly unamused with my observation, and says, “I’m allowed one cup.” Then she continues toward the machine and fixes herself a cup without another word from me. Her shoulders are tense as she sits down at the island, head bowed to the counter so she can’t look at me, and I clear my throat to gain her attention. “What?” She snaps, sounding completely different from the woman who was in my bed last night.
Maybe this is how she always is in the morning.
“Uh, I thought we could talk this morning.”
“I have to go. Dominic is probably expecting me back soon. It’s bad enough I’m wearing your clothes, no need to make him even more suspicious.”
My eyes track over her slowly, taking in the way my t-shirt hangs low over her ass, and I wish she wouldn’t have put the shorts on so I could see her legs underneath it. She looks damn good in my clothes, that’s for sure. She gets up from the chair and brings her cup to the sink, dumping out the contents inside it, then hurries to the front door.
I want to beg her to stay and hear me out, but she’s gone before I can open my mouth. When I get to the front door and rip it open, her small body is already sinking into the back seat of the Uber she managed to get, and I blow out a rough breath.
All I’ve been able to think about since finding out she was pregnant and accepting it is that I don’t want things to be separate. I want to be there for everything as much as I’m sure she wants to be, which is why I was going to talk to her about moving into my house with the baby. The only reason I sent all of those items to her was so that she knew there was a choice. I’m not going to force her to move here, but it would be nice if that’s what she chose to do. I don’t want to spend a single second away from her and the baby. I’ve already got a perfect image in my head of what she’ll look like holding our child close to her chest, and I want nothing more than to see it every day.
That’s a dangerous thought to have, but I’m over denying that this is what I want – I need her to see it, too. After last night and giving in to the feelings I’ve had, there’s no way I can keep myself from being consumed by her.
I send a quick text to Dominic, letting him know Casey is on her way back and that she didn’t eat anything, then sit my phone down to fix myself a plate of breakfast. While I eat, I think about what it would be like to enjoy the mornings with Casey sitting in front of me.
She’s already consuming every part of my mind – that’s either going to be a very good thing, or a bad thing.
Chapter Fifteen
