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"Yes, yes, yes," I moan. "Oh, Ryan, fuck me. Please fuck me."
I'm so turned on that I can't even get the words out, only whimpering them into the mattress. He pushes into me, filling me with one hard thrust, then begins to fuck me. His thick cock slides in and out of my slick pussy, and it feels so good. I can hear him grunting as he fucks me hard and fast, his hands gripping my hips as he drives himself into me.
There's nothing soft about this, nothing gentle or sweet.
I can hear how wet I am as he slides in and out of me...and I love it; I love him so much I can't stand it.
"I could come just listening to you moan," I hear Ryan growl, his voice low and raspy.
"I'm close," I cry. "I'm so close."
He reaches around and finds my clit, rubbing his thumb over it. I cry out as his thumb expertly strokes my clit, then he rubs it again, and I'm coming again, my pussy milking his cock. My entire body trembles as I come, my pussy contracting around his thick cock. He fucks me through my orgasm, and then I feel him tense behind me.
"I'm going to come," he growls. "Sophia, I'm going to come inside you. Do you want that?"
"Yes," I moan, my breath coming in panting gasps. "Oh, yes, yes...!"
He groans as his cock twitches inside me, then I feel his hot cum spurting deep inside my pussy. I feel the warmth spreading inside me as his come fills my pussy. This makes me dizzy with lust, and I want to feel this every single day for the rest of my life.
We collapse to the bed, Ryan pressing kisses to my throat as he pulls me into his embrace. The moon shines through the window, lighting up his silver hair, and I open my eyes to look into his as we face each other.
"What if..." I pause, my breath catching in my throat. "What if you got me pregnant, Ryan? For real, not just a game."
He frowns, and I know at that moment that, no matter how good that felt...it was play for him because that frown is real.
The concern is real.
He reaches for me, his frown softening into a sad smile. "I'm too old to be a father, Sophia," he says. "You know that."
I don't say anything else, pretending that didn't break my heart. Maybe I'm not pregnant—hopefully, I'm not because I was hurtling toward this outcome, and he doesn't want that with me...
But I try not to think about that for now.
I'm here to support him, not to have a breakdown of my own.
And I have to survive this trip until I return to New York.
Chapter twenty-two
Ryan
Iwake up the next morning to the sound of my phone ringing on the side table, and I reach over Sophia to pick it up. She groans softly, blinking the sleep from her eyes, and I smile at her as I answer the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey, honey, it's your mom."
I sit up a little straighter, worry immediately creeping back into my mind. "Is Dad okay?"
"Oh, yes, he's fine," she says. "Actually...we're heading back home, and I wanted to give you a list of some things to prepare. We need to set up the downstairs bedroom..."
"Give me a second," I tell her. "I'm getting a notepad."
I jump out of bed, and Sophia sits up to watch me with concern as I search the desk in the guestroom for a notepad and paper. I find one and click the pen open. "Go ahead."
My mom proceeds to give me a list of things to do to prepare for my dad's arrival. As I scribble down the list, Sophia comes upbehind me and wraps her arms around my waist. I feel her soft breath in my ear as she asks, "Is everything okay?"
I nod, but the truth is that I'm not sure.
