around again. We got to a pace. He laced both of his hands with mine as we moved in sync. I arched my back, finding the way I was positioned made it feel even better. His girth kept rubbing against my clit, moving my lips as it rocked in and out of me. After a few minutes I couldn’t contain a slow speed. I had to move faster. I wanted to come again and I knew I was close.
Wes sat up and pressed his mouth against mine. He teased my bottom lip with his tongue, while I dug my hands into his shoulders, riding him rapidly. That familiar sensation had returned. It was building up, filling me with an intense pressure. I was about to lose it.
Wes held my hands tighter. I felt his ass lifting off the bed. Our paces were no longer matched but opposite. Our skin slapped together as we collided.
Then he let go of my hands and pulled me down on his chest. I was already starting to lose it. His lips were close to my ear as he called out and finally collapsed, orgasming at the same time.
Afterwards he held me. He rubbed my back while still completely inside of me. I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to.
Then something I never suspected happened.
I started to cry.
Chapter 27
As soon as I saw her face crinkling up I knew she was breaking down. Panic struck me as I considered she’d regretted everything we’d just done. “No. No. No. Please, Cam. Don’t do this.”
She shook her head. “You don’t understand. I’m not crying because I’m sad. I’m crying because I’m happy and I’m confused and everything in between. I didn’t know this was possible for me. I never expected to have feelings for someone so soon. I’m not jumping the gun, but what we just did was nothing like anything I’ve ever experienced. You’ve showed me the difference already without a lot of effort. It comes natural for you.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“It’s too perfect. I’m damaged. I’m carrying another man’s child. I live across the country. I have a life there. How is this arrangement supposed to work? I don’t want to lose this.”
“If you decided to return to school in California, I guess I’ll fly out once a month to see you. I have the money. It won’t be a problem. We can make it work. Lots of people do.”
She shook her head. “No. It will work for a little while, but you’ll get tired of it. You’ll resent me for having the baby. You’ll assume I can’t move on.”
“You’re way off base, Cam. I’d never do any of those things. If you ask me, I think you should stay here. Transfer schools. You’re in your last year of your bachelor’s degree. It would be easy to switch to go to graduate school. You’re going to need your family more than ever. Stay here with us, for us, for you. Please. After what just happened between us you can’t deny how good we could be together.”
“It was just sex. It was beautiful, but it’s not love.”
“How do you know?” I didn’t care if it made her mad. “I’ve been infatuated with you pretty much my whole life. It’s no secret. What’s to say this didn’t change everything for me? Who are you to say I can’t love you? I may not have existed in your life, but you’ve always been in mine. Cammie, you can say whatever you want, but I know you wouldn’t have slept with me if there was nothing between us. You’re scared. You’re scared of what I bring to the table. You think I’ll hurt you like he did, that I’ll abandon you like he did. I’m not him. I never will be. Look me in the eyes and tell me you believe me.” I reached over and took her hand, pulling it up to my lips. “Please.”
She let out a deep sigh. “I know you’re not him. That’s why I’m crying. Just when I thought my life was over you come around and show me what I could have, what I could feel. I don’t know what’s going to happen. I’m not going anywhere tonight, Wes. I’m crying because I know eventually I’ll break your heart. It’s inevitable.”
“Let me worry about that. Dry those tears. Be happy.”
“And when I’m nine months pregnant, fat, and bitchy? You’ll still want this?”
“It’s temporary.” I squeezed her hand. “I think we should scratch the last five