No Commitment (Capital Kingsmen #1) - Lisa Suzanne Page 0,53

off, and then her body contracts over mine. I feel her come all over my cock, and I can’t help it. My body rockets into a climax. I yell out a string of obscenities as she tightens her arms around me and moans oh yes, oh Tyler, Tyler, Tyler, yes, yes.

I don’t want to let her go. I don’t want to put her down or slide out of her. I don’t want to break this connection.

I’m too scared of the reality that might set in if I do.

CHAPTER 27

DANIELLE

“I love you so much,” I whisper.

I can’t help the words. Emotion washes over me, and each different feeling is focused on this man in front of me. I wanted to say those words to him before I even knew I was pregnant with his child, but I never did because the only commitment we made was no commitment.

He’s still inside me, and he clings to me after I say it, his head buried in my chest as I hold him as close as I can, my hands wrapped around his head as I cradle his face to my chest. I kiss the top of his head.

He trembles a little beneath me, and I know he has to pull out at some point.

We just had sex without a condom.

That was stupid.

We had sex with a condom the first time, and I still somehow managed to wind up pregnant. Without one is just tempting fate.

I have an IUD now, so we should be fine. Should be. We should’ve been fine with a condom, too, but I thank God every day for the blessing that is Luna Mae. Sometimes things happen in our lives for a reason.

“I love you, too,” he says softly into my chest, and the level of emotion in his voice is so overwhelming that tears prick behind my eyes.

I don’t know if I’ve ever had anyone love me the way he does. He waited two years for me. I’ve learned over the last couple weeks that he didn’t wait patiently, that he still went out and had sex with other women...but I’m hardly one to place blame or judge that considering I married somebody else.

I shouldn’t have.

I know that now. If we had the advantage of hindsight when we made our decisions, we’d all be perfect.

He shifts to look at me, and his eyes are on mine as he slides out and helps me down. I immediately miss his warmth, and I shiver at the loss of that beautiful connection.

I find my clothes and gather them, and it’s in that one small movement that the magnitude of what we just did plows into me. Words like adulterer and cheater and affair and whore play in my head.

It was bad enough when I was talking to him. When I was having the emotional affair that I shouldn’t have been having. But this takes things to a whole new level.

“Do you, um, have a bathroom where I can clean up a little?” I ask, and there’s so much more to clean up than what he left inside of me. I don’t want to clean him off me. It’s the one thing he left behind...the one thing I can take with me.

Aside from his daughter, of course.

He points to a door just off the entry where we stand, and I rush over to it. I clean up, I get dressed, and I stare at myself in the mirror. Feelings of shame wash over me, and for a minute, I don’t even know who I’ve become. I don’t recognize myself.

I became a mother the moment I found out I was pregnant.

Tyler became a father then, too, but he still has no idea. And at this point, I’m not sure which is worse...the things I’ve been hiding from him, or the fact that I just cheated on my husband with the man I love.

We should talk...I know this.

I told my parents I wouldn’t be gone long. I said I’d be back before they went to bed so they didn’t have to worry about taking the baby monitor into their bedroom when they went to bed.

I think I need to carve out some extra time for the conversation where I blow up Tyler’s world.

I didn’t come here tonight expecting sex. But now that it happened, and now that it’s over, I’m more convinced than ever that the two of us belong together.

He’s not in the hallway anymore when I emerge from the bathroom, and I call