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“Don’t play games, Squealer.” She shakes her head at me, looking like she could cry, maybe I should let her. Maybe it would make me feel better to know she’s hurting too.
“Tell me how bad you need it,” I flick my chin at her.
“Don’t,” she begs, gripping her nails into my forearms.
“C’mon, Alex, this is what you came here for, right?”
“Squealer.” A tear slips out and rolls onto her cheek, and I move my hand to catch it with my thumb, keeping my eyes concentrated on hers as I suck it off and taste her.
“I…I came here because I needed you. Not just this. You,” she admits, closing her eyes and squeezing more tears from her eyes. It’s all I needed to hear, and I quickly unbuckle my belt, unleashing my cock and pressing it between her legs. She relaxes a little when I rub myself through her cotton, feeling her dampen with desperation. Her finger hooks into the side of them, and she pulls them to one side so, she feels my flesh on flesh.
I grip into the sheets, trying not to bolt my load from the sensation of it, and when I can’t hold off any longer, I line myself up with her entrance and feel her throb against my tip.
“So why you leaving me then?” I ask, pushing hard into her, forcing her tight pussy to take me in one long thrust. She screams out, her nails clawing into my arms as she stretches around me. I pull back and push back into her, forcing another cry from her throat, and I trap it in her mouth when I kiss her, my tongue rolling around hers and stealing all her breaths as I fuck her pussy for the last time.
It doesn’t take long for her to come apart, her legs clinging around my waist and forcing me deeper inside her. And I come with her, my cock spilling deep into her pussy and my hand clutching at her jaw.
“Stay!” the word comes out stern, almost like a threat, though inside, I’ve never felt weaker.
“Just for tonight, Cody.” She takes my lips with hers before I can ask her for anymore, and seeing as that’s all I’ve got, I decide to make it one hell of a night for her.
When I wake up, Alex is already awake, the sheets covering her body and her fingers tapping at her sides as she stares up at my ceiling.
“Do you ever think we could have been happy?” I roll onto my side and prop myself up on my elbow.
“In another life, maybe.” She looks at me and smiles sadly.
“Just not this one?” I feel the pout form on my lips and do nothing to hide it from her. Instead, I slide my hand over her body, making the most of being able to touch her.
“No, not in this one,” she confirms, causing that fuckin’ ache in my heart again. My fingers brush over the place where my kid’s growing.
“You know if you wanted to—”
“Now’s not the time to be chivalrous, Squealer. It doesn’t suit you.” She cuts me short, trying to make light of it and shifting onto her side, so my hand slides off her.
“I wasn’t trying to be. I just don’t want you to feel—”
“Forced into a decision,” she interrupts me again with a sarcastic laugh that really fucking stings.
Why am I so cut up about losing this woman when she drives me fucking insane? What I feel for her can’t be love. It’s something on the border between love and hate. I used to think that I loved to hate her and that she hated that she loved me. Turns out I got it the wrong way around.
“I’m just saying, if you wanted to keep the kid, I’d support you. I’d take care of both of you, even if you still wanted to leave town.”
“I know you would.” She suddenly goes soft on me, taking a strand of my hair between her fingers and twisting it. “But we got to live in the real world.”
I pull at her hip and drag her on top of me.
“So you're really leaving me?” I try to sound casual about it, like it don't bother me. But it doesn't come out like that at all.
“I told you, I don’t have a choice.” She grips that bottom lip and pulls it through her teeth, making me want to fuck her all over again.
“What if there was something keeping you here? What if I’m asking you to stay, not just the night. But forever?” I’m being serious now, deadly, but she still laughs at my gesture.
“What, you're gonna ask me to move into your cabin and have me be your old lady? How long do you think that would last? We drive each other crazy, Squealer. The only time we’re not at each other's throats is when we’re fucking.”
“Then we'll constantly fuck. I ain't got no problem with that.” I thrust my hips up, making my cock touch against her.
“As romantic of a gesture that is. I think I'll pass.” Her laugh fades as her finger traces over the tattoos on my chest.
