He stood, picking me up with him.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“One night, Erica. Can I have one night with you? One night like it used to be five years ago.”
I nodded. I could give one night.
He brought me to his room and set me by his bed. “You’re so beautiful.”
I felt warm from his words, but I didn’t want to talk. I just wanted to feel. “Touch me, Simon.”
We undressed, taking our time. It was like we both knew this would be the only time we’d do this and we wanted to make it last. It was sad really. He couldn’t forgive me for the lie I never told, and I couldn’t quite forgive him for not believing me. And yet, we couldn’t stop the love. Or at least I couldn’t. Simon wasn’t an emotionally accessible man, so his behavior now suggested that he cared for me at some level.
He lay me on the bed and climbed over me, his eyes raking over my body. His hand started at my shoulder, caressing down over my breasts, along my belly and to my thighs.
“You’re so lush,” he said. “I dream of you.”
I
reached up and pulled him to me for a kiss. “It’s not a dream now.”
I opened for him, wanting to feel him pulse inside me. I arched, taking him. We groaned the echoes of it filling the room.
“So, fucking sweet,” he murmured against my lips. His fingers pinched my nipples making me gasp. He moved slow and soon it felt like torture. I needed faster, harder as my insides coiled tighter and tighter.
“Simon.” I pushed at him until he moved onto his back. I impaled myself over him, crying out at the momentary relief. I started to ride, bouncing over him as I chased my pleasure.
He levered up, his mouth sucking my nipple deep and hard, and I felt it straight to my pussy, ratcheting up the pressure.
“Oh God…Yes… Simon…I’m coming…”
“Come baby…come on me…take me with you…” He groaned and fell back, his hips bucking in time with me. Together we moved. Like this, physically joined, we were perfect. Why couldn’t we be perfect outside of this too was the great tragedy of our lives. “Ah fuck…I’m there…”
His hips shot up, and warmth filled my womb, completing the circuit and shooting me to the heavens. My entire body flooded with pleasure. We kept moving, drawing out the ecstasy until it was completely spent.
I collapsed on him, my heart still thundering in my chest.
He held me, and for that moment, it was five years ago when he and I were still happy.
He rolled us over and looked down at me. “I release you from the agreement.”
“What?” My heart sank. What had happened? Why was he ending our agreement? I needed his help with Mason.
“You’ll still get the money and the house, but you don’t need to pretend to love me.”
“Simon.” My breath stalled in my chest. I wanted to tell him it wasn’t pretend. I did love him. I just couldn’t be with him if he couldn’t be fully open with me. Without trust and respect, we were doomed.
“I want you to stay with me tonight. In this bed. I want it to be like it was, just for tonight, but you don’t have to. I’ll meet my terms no matter what.”
I could only stare at him.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” He kissed my temple.
“Yes.” I felt tears come to my eyes once again grieving what could have been if only he’d been able to trust. I probably had more of him emotionally than anyone, but it wasn’t enough if he didn’t believe me.
He kissed me and I decided to try one more time to tell him about Mason since he was emotionally raw for me.
“Simon are you sure about the procedure you took?”