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Closing her eyes, Abby tipped her head back and took my hands, guiding them up to her breasts. I watched the ecstasy play across her face, mesmerizing, as I brushed my thumbs over her nipples, caressed the delicate, smooth skin on the heavy curve of her tits in my palms.
“Fuck, Joel, you feel sogood,” Abby rasped.
She clutched my left wrist, riding me harder. She was breathtaking, chasing her release uninhibited. I moved my free hand to her ass with a squeeze that made her moan. In the growing darkness of Abby’s room, it felt like a fever dream—tits, hips, jawline illuminated by the pale, ghostly street light outside her window, the rest of her body cast in shadow. But I could feel her—God, I could feel her. Winding my body tighter and tighter, short-circuiting my brain until the only thing I could think of was her name, chanted like a prayer in my sex-addled mind.
I pushed myself up to a sitting position, looping my arms around Abby’s waist. It brought her gorgeous tits to eye-level and I couldn’t resist closing my mouth around a soft pink nipple, sucking on it.
Abby’s walls spasmed around me. She gasped, arching into my mouth for more. Her hips rolled at a frantic pace now, and I thrust up to meet her. She clasped my face, pulling up toward her and kissed me in a sloppy clash of teeth and tongue.
I couldn’t wait any longer. With my balls pulled tight and my orgasm hovering within reach, I knew I was close. Slipping an arm between our bodies, I pressed my thumb to Abby’s clit, circling it with relentless speed and pressure.
Abby flung her head back with a wordless noise of pleasure, her fingernails digging into my shoulders. She trembled for what felt like an eternity, her pussy clenched around my cock with a vise-like grip.
Her orgasm was barely finished when Abby planted her hands on my chest and pushed me back against the bed. The next thing I knew, she bore down on me so hard that I saw stars as I came, exploding inside her.
As the aftershocks coursed through me, Abby hummed with satisfaction. She trailed her hand down my chest, fingertips dancing over my ribs and abs.
“You’re better than I remembered.”
I managed a hoarse, wheezing laugh.
“I could say the same for you.”
Tugging on her hand, I drew Abby into my arms. She curled up on my chest, tucked her head into the crook of my neck and shoulder. Within minutes, her breathing evened out, indicating she’d fallen asleep.
But I remained wide awake, staring at the ceiling with my hands wandering over Abby’s warm skin. I didn’t dare allow myself to close my eyes in case I woke up and found her gone again.
***
I felt Abby wake up somewhere around 7am when she began to trace her fingertip over the lines in my tattoo. Over my forearm, up my bicep, across my shoulder. I pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead, finally letting my eyes close for the first time all night as I breathed her in.
I didn’t know what the future looked like for us. Abby had kept me at a distance for a long time. Would this change things?
“When the cops showed up to take you away,” Abby said, her voice rough with sleep. “I was so scared, Joel.”
I tightened my arms around her in a silent apology.
“I needed time to clear my head,” she added. “I needed to think if I could handle whatever you were involved with.”
I could guess what happened next.
“Then you found out you were pregnant,” I said. “And that was the only answer you needed.”
Abby gave a faint nod. She lifted her head to look at me, her hair tousled, her skin flushed.
“You don’t sound angry.”
I trailed my knuckles against her cheek.
“Why would I be? You were doing what was best for Cam. For you. I don’t blame you, Abby. Not even a little bit.”
She released a small breath of relief. I leaned up just far enough to brush a kiss to the corner of her mouth.
“I want to be there for you and Cam now, if you’ll allow it.”
Abby studied my face for several long seconds. I continued talking, hoping her silence was a good sign in my favor.
“I…my mother surrendered me to foster care when I was a little boy. About three or four years old. I didn’t remember my father.”
