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Jasper gave a little growl. “Perfect, now get back here.” He made grabby hands at my dick.
I laughed but didn’t jump into his arms just yet. First, I bent down and fished a condom out of my wallet. We’d made this mistake before, and while it had given us the greatest gift, I also didn’t want Jasper to have his choices taken from him. When we got pregnant, it would be because we were trying for a baby.
His casual eagerness dimmed when he saw what I was holding, and he offered me a sweet smile, gratitude reflecting in his eyes. “Thank you,” he whispered, and I knew I’d done the right thing. I’d shown care and forethought. He wasn’t the only one who’d matured.
As I joined him on the bed, he sat up and took the condom from me. I watched with rapt wonder as he tore the wrapper and took it out. He gripped the base of my cock firmly in his hand. There was something so erotic about the way his fingers wrapped around me, massaging as he rolled the condom on, and I groaned, thickening impossibly further for him.
I laid him down and settled over him, moving with tenderness. Kissing him thoroughly, with long, slow caresses, I showed him that this was more than just sex to me; this was the beginning of our future. I lined myself up with his entrance and eased in as gently as I could, butdamn, he was tight.
As I breached his hole, he threw his head back with a gasp, his body going rigid, and I dipped my head to kiss along his neck, trying to help him relax. “I’m so sorry, baby. I’ll go slow.” Hurting him was the last thing I wanted to do. I held steady, my muscles aching with the urge to thrust, waiting for him to adjust to my girth.
After a long moment, he blew out a long breath and nodded. “Okay, I’m good now.”
Even though he’d given me the go-ahead, I eased into it, working my way into him an inch at a time until I was fully seated, my hips against his. Sweat was beading on my brow with the effort of restraining myself, and it didn’t help that he was making these little whimpers of pleasure, his fingers digging into my back.
His ass was so tight, squeezing around me like a fist, almost like he hadn’t had sex in ages. “Shit, Jasper, you feel so damn good,” I whispered, dropping my forehead to his, eyes closed against the onslaught of heat building in my core. I wasn’t going to last long at this rate.
I drew back, until only the head remained inside him, then surged forward, filling him completely. “Again,” he whimpered on a sigh. “Do that again.” Who was I to say no?
With each thrust, my need for Jasper grew. We were clinging to each other like we would never let go, and keeping quiet was nearly impossible.
“Oh fuck, faster!” Jasper gritted out. He was so close, and I needed him to come. Now!
I bent my knees, spreading his legs wider, and angled my hips. I felt the moment I rubbed against his prostate, his whole body shuddering beneath me. “Oh, oh shit…oh!” He bit down on my shoulder to muffle his cry, his cock pulsing and emptying his cum between our bodies. Just in time, as I climaxed hard. I choked out a curse, dropping my head to his shoulder as my knot expanded, filling him to the max. I regretted the condom for a second, wishing I could be injecting my seed deep inside him, to see it dripping from his hole down his thighs, marking him as mine.
We have time for that, I reminded myself.We have forever.
With my knot in his ass linking us together, I rolled us to our sides and held him close, breathing in our sex-drenched scent of sweat and slick, reveling in this moment of perfect bliss. Jasper was draped around me, completely sated, our legs entwined. I wanted this every night for the rest of my life.
There was still something missing, though. I wanted my cake and to eat it too. Or rather, I wanted Jasper to have the whole damn buffet, all-you-can-eat dessert included. He deserved the house, the marriage, the lifetime supply of mind-blowing orgasms—andhe deserved to have the career he wanted. “Have you had a chance to think more about going back to school?” I asked casually, broaching the subject out of nowhere.
He gave a wary chuckle, making his channel clench around me. “Why do you always bring this up at the worst moments?”
“This way you can’t escape the conversation, and you’re less likely to yell at me when you’re still all blissed out,” I teased. I kissed him gently on the forehead and brushed his damp hair back from his forehead. “Don’t worry, I won’t push the issue. I’m only asking that you think about your options, okay? I’m here for the long haul, no matter what. You’re not alone in this anymore.”
He didn’t answer me, but he didn’t need to. I could tell the seed I’d planted was taking root. I didn’t know what decision he would make, but I knew he would at least consider it from every angle, before making the right choice for him and for Cam. And maybe even for me.
Between the warmth of his bed and his body, and the tickle as he lazily traced his fingertip over the tattoo on my bicep, I found myself being lulled to sleep, and my eyes drifted shut. “No breakfast,” Jasper mumbled, but his breathing was already evening out. Neither of us showed any sign of moving.
17
Jasper
EvenbeforeIopenedmy eyes, I knew he was gone. There was a distinct absence in the space around me, like a black hole, the gravity of it pulling all my attention. Sure enough, when I cracked my eyes open, I found the bed empty and cold. Eric had tucked the blanket back around me, but the pillow still held the indent of his head.
He listened. I’d told him not to stay for breakfast, and he listened. So why was I so disappointed?
It was still early, the sun just barely lightening the sky, but I couldn’t stay in this bed another minute. Not when it was nothing more than a reminder of last night, how loved and cherished I felt in Eric’s arms. It was a stark contrast to how alone I felt now without him. Had I always been missing this piece of myself?
For the past ten years, I thought I’d been doing okay on my own. I found satisfaction in going about my day, taking responsibility for my and my son’s life, and spending quality time with Cam helped keep me from being lonely. I had set my romantic life on the back burner because Cam came first. Always. I considered my personal life an unnecessary indulgence. But now, I wondered if I’d been lying to myself all along. I’d been living a half-life.
And now that I knew what I was missing, I wasn’t sure I could ever go back to the way things were.
It took more effort than usual to drag myself into the shower. My limbs were heavy, my movements sluggish. Even more noticeable, though, my ass was still tender, and I felt it with every step I took. I propped myself up against the shower wall and let the hot water soak into my body. I couldn’t help the invading thought,This shower would be more fun if Eric were here…
“Fuck,” I muttered almost in disgust, grabbing the bar of soap and doing a quick lather and rinse. I refused to moon over him. I was a strong, independent omega, and I’d done just fine without him. And if he disappeared from my life tomorrow, I could live without him again. He was just a man.
I managed to keep that stiff upper lip all the way until I stomped down the hall and caught sight of Cam curled up on the couch in front of the TV, watching cartoons in his PJs, and I melted. “Morning, buddy,” I said, bending over the back of the couch to drop a kiss on the top of his head, smoothing down his unruly bedhead. “Pancakes?”
