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as her walls trembled, convulsing against my dick. I gritted my teeth, watching as her breasts bounced along with her shaking body.
“I think I’m gonna come,” I whispered, or at least I thought I did. Aside from Rocky’s incredibly sexy orgasm and my incredible release, I had no idea what was going on.
Taking a deep breath, I collapsed onto the bed, rolling beside her. My chest rose and fell quickly, struggling for air. I had no idea how I was going to come down from such a high.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that,” I commented with a breathy chuckle.
“Yeah, yeah. Me too.” She nodded her head eagerly, the ‘after sex’ glow evident on her face.
“I mean, that was a first for me too,” I admitted almost shyly, reaching out to take a few strands of her hair between my fingers.
“What do you mean?”
Letting out a puff of air from my nostrils, I whispered, “I’ve never made love before.”
After experiencing such incredibleness I had no idea how I’d ever turn back.
Chapter 29
I made love to the girl—err, woman now—that I’d loved ever since I could remember. Not only that, I was also her first. Her first!
Nope, not gonna count that whole tip shit drama into the equation. I was one hundred percent the man who helped her cross that milestone. I possessed her. I made her mine.
Not Ethan.
So why weren’t things all rosy afterwards?
For one, I made the big mistake of leaving the room after we consummated our…well, whatever the hell we had going. It wasn’t as if I regretted doing it—hell to the no! However, I did need some room to think.
“Okay…”
I blew air through my lips, making a raspberry type noise. Wincing, I glanced over to the closed door of my bedroom hoping I didn’t wake her. Holding my breath, I listened intently and was relieved to hear nothing but silence.
“So we’re together…I think. What’s next? Do I move back? No, I can’t possibly…” I closed my eyes and cringed, imagining a future in Bethel Falls. The town was nothing but a curse to my kind and I couldn’t possibly imagine starting any sort of future with Rocky there. “Does she move here?”
I immediately began glancing around my dim living room. It was a bachelor pad to the fullest, but I couldn’t help but feel a slight jump of my heart, imagining feminine décor littering some space.
“What the fuck are you doing, Jesse?” I threw back my head and let out a silent laugh. As usual I found myself making Rocky’s decisions for her.
But as my dad always said, old habits die hard.
Chapter 30
There was no way Rocky could move to Charleston.
The realization hit me hard as I drove her back to Bethel Falls—her home. There was no way I could ask her to do something so rash. Where did I get off thinking that she’d pick up and leave after I deserted her all along? To make matters worse, Ethan was waiting for her when we came back. Feeling like an idiot for thinking that one night together would change a lifetime of wrongs, I quickly left as soon as we pulled up to Rossi’s, leaving Rocky in the parking lot gaping after me.
“Guess I made a habit of leaving too.” I laughed out loud, though I knew it was no laughing matter. Sneaking a peek at my mirror I crumbled when I spotted Rocky’s face. She was definitely wearing the mask of grief.
I was an asshole.
“You’re better than this, Jesse. What are you doing? You have to talk to her one last time.” I took a deep breath and tore my gaze away. “Guess you’re going back to work tomorrow.”
***
Well, maybe going back to Rossi’s Novelties was not one of my finest ideas. If Rocky’s anger wasn’t hard to bear, then certainly her parents’ surprise return was even worse!
“We leave for less than a week and you turn this family store into a sex shop?” I cringed at the sound of Mr. Rossi’s voice, which sounded no louder than a sonic boom. The tips of his ears reddened, and I was almost afraid that the plump man was going to explode at any second.
Rocky’s eyes darted back and forth. She was obviously freaking out beyond belief, and though I wanted nothing more than to come back to her defense, I knew how this story would play out—the same exact way it ended years ago.
Her voice was hoarse. “Dad, I…”
Then just like that, Mr.