𝔸 𝕃𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 ➁

64. Giving Into Things We Probably Shouldn't

"Jesus, I forgot how fucking big you are."  Her hand works harder on me, faster, causing my breath to hitch at the same time hers does.

"I want to fucking bury myself inside you so fucking bad, baby." I kiss her lips ravenously, I feel like a starved man. After a moment I pull away from her, wanting nothing between us. She pouts when my fingers leave her insides and it's a sight I'd thoroughly missed. I bring my hands to the side of her shirt, my shirt, and lift it over her head until she's completely naked. "Jesus fucking Christ." There's not a single woman on this planet more beautiful than her.

"What?" She flutters her lashes nervously and I don't know what on Earth she'd ever have to be nervous about when she looks like that. "I know I've changed a bit but-"

"No, you're the most beautiful woman in the world. I've never wanted anything as bad as I want you right now." I slip my sweats off and climb on top of her. I push her legs apart with mine. I can't wait to feel her, to feel her all the way down to the hilt of me.

"We need a condom, Seth." She just barely whispers the words and I want to ask her why but then I remember why; she's married. She's married. 

"Rae," she looks up at me and I can see it there, that vulnerability, "once we do this there's no going back. There's no," she grabs ahold of me and strokes me a few times making me choke on my words. "You're going to hate yourself, Rae. I know you."

"I'm going to hate myself if we don't do this." I don't say anything else as I reach over and grab a condom out of my nightstand. I rip the foil with mouth. "Let me do it." She grabs the rubber out of my hand and rolls it down my shaft. After she's done she places me at her entrance.

"You're sure about this?" There's a glimmer of hesitancy, I can see it but she nods her head. "Rae-"

"Seth, those things I said to you last night about still lov-" I don't let her finish that as I thrust my entire length inside of her because I can't handle those words. I meld my lips to her as I slowly rock in and out of her, savoring the feeling of her around me. I let my hands feel all over her body, touching all of the plains I'd missed caressing.

"So fucking beautiful," I groan down to her as my hands handle her. That's when I feel her nails dig into my back, dragging down forcefully causing me to let a painful but pleasurable moan. "That's it, baby, tighten up on me. Tighten up that pussy on me, so tight. So fucking tight."

"Oh god, Seth, I'm so close." Her legs are clenching around mine, meeting me thrust for thrust.

"I know, baby, I know."

I pick up my pace and watch as she begins to unfold right before me. She tosses her head back into my pillow with a loud scream. The sound is glorious. It's a sound I'd missed, one I'd thought about while fist fucking myself so many times. Once she comes down from her orgasmic high her eyes fill with tears. I stop automatically.

"Raegan, what's wrong?" I begin to pull out of her but she wraps her legs around me even tighter so I can't move.

"No, don't." I sink inside of her a bit deeper but I'm propped up now, looking at her as she continues. "There's nothing wrong. It's just," a few more tears spill, "that felt so right." Those words make me smile automatically.

"I'm glad you feel that way because that's the way this feels to me, right." She reaches up and touches my face tenderly, lovingly. The way she's looking at me right now is enough to make the emotion flow through me. "I want you on top of me, like you used to be." I roll over, staying inside of her, until she's seated directly on top of me. "I don't think there's anything I've missed more than the sight of you on top of me."

"I miss seeing you beneath me." She leans forward and rocks her hips on me. "You're so damn sexy." I smirk up at her but she picks up her pace and that smirk contorts into an open slacked jaw. Her rhythm is taking me there, right to the edge. She surprises me when she gets off the top of me and reverses her position.

"Oh fuck." I moan when she leans forward slightly and begins her up and down onslaught. I watch as she takes my cock over and over. I watch myself enter her, her pussy grinding on me as her plump ass is on full display. "Rae, I can't take it."

"What? Am I going to make you come?" She slams down on top of me and the action causes me to begin orgasming. "That's it, baby, give it to me." I can't help the feral roar of a moan that passes my lips as I spurt continuously inside the condom.

"Seth!" Her body goes rigid and both of her hands grip my thighs as if her life depends on it. Her pussy clamps down on me murderously and I didn't think I could cum anymore but god damn I'm still spurting. Once she can catch her breath she slowly lifts her body off of me. She comes up next to me and basically collapses.

I roll the condom off myself and toss it in the waste basket in the corner. I'm about to grab a tissue to clean up the last bit of cum on me when I feel her mouth on me, cleaning the mess with her tongue. Oh fuck. The site is making me already want to bury myself inside her again.

"Damn, Rae." I managed to grunt out after she finishes. "That was fucking hot."

"Figured you'd like that last little touch." She gives me a wink before coming to lay on my chest. After a few minutes of us lying there in post-coital bliss she says, "Seth, what are we going to do?"

"Whatever you want to do, Rae." The thought of her leaving my bed and going back to Liam is making me feel a wave of nausea.

"I'm married, Seth."

"I don't know why you ever married him if you were still in love with me." The words leave my lips before I can really even process their meaning.

"Because I thought you didn't love me and I thought I'd moved on. It wasn't until my wedding day that I knew I wasn't over you and at that point, well, you already know it was too late. I was pregnant with Jamie."

"He's a great kid. He reminds me so much of you."

"He adores you." She sighs. "Liam screamed at me in front of him for the first time the other day."

I feel myself tense automatically. "What the fuck was he saying?"

"He thinks we had sex. He was just saying he knew more happened then what I'd told him. I think he had too much drink on his flight here and he was really tired." She's rambling, making excuses for him screaming at her in front of her son.

"Well, now what he thought already happened, happened because he yelled at you for doing it." I pull her closer to me. "I don't want you to ever leave me again, Rae." She doesn't say anything and I know that's because her life is now in London. Her home, her son's home, is in London. The reality of her never leaving me again is slim to none.