Love in Country (De La Fuente Family 4)
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She smiles and nods her head. “I love you, and I trust you.”
Our lips seal together and that’s all the encouragement I need as I thrust into the woman I love over-and-over again. Seconds later Sarah cries out and ripples around my cock while I clench my jaw so that I don’t release inside her regardless of the need being there.
The minute I feel her climax ebb, I pull out and climb astride her. Grasping my cock, I work it while I use my other hand to pinch and rub her nipples. When Sarah caresses up my thighs, I feel my release as it bursts into flames in my balls and I ejaculate all over Sarah’s gorgeous breasts.
“Don’t move, Sarah,” I pant.
My knees weaken and it’s all I can do not to collapse on top of her. With my breathing labored after that amazing release, I manage to roll my butt from the bed and quickly dash to my bathroom. Grabbing a washcloth, I clean my cock and groin, and then get another for her.
“Here.” I lean over Sarah, and smile when I see the blush coating her cheeks. “I need to clean you up.” I clean between her legs and wipe my release from her chest while I start to get another erection.
Sarah watches me and I feel as though I have to say something, so I say the first thing that pops into my head. “Are you okay with what we’ve just done?”
She giggles. “You’re kidding right? You sent me into oblivion. Of course I’m okay with it and if you’re referring to the end, then that was really hot watching you while you came all over me.”
“Okay.” I toss the washcloth back into the bathroom and lie on my back beside her. “I think we need to talk about something else as I don’t have any condoms, and I’m ready for round two.”
Rolling to her side, Sarah reaches out and traces the hard ridge of my erection from balls to tip. Not stopping there, she tickles up the middle of my stomach to my nipples, which she gives lots of attention to, but it’s my cock that really wants the attention.
I’m hard and throbbing again and want nothing more than to be able to come inside of her. “Will you go on the pill while I’m away?” I watch her and see another blush creep onto her face. I cup her face and smile when she snuggles into my palm. “I’ll use condoms as well so it’s on both of us to take precautions.”
“I’ll take care of it, Aiden, and if everything is okay then there’s no need for condoms. I loved how you felt inside of me without one.”
I smile. “I’d love that, but tonight is a problem.” I pause. Diego. “My brother probably has a box full.” I grin. “You’ll stay all night, right?”
A cloud passes over her face and then she meets my eyes. “I’d love to stay, but what about the others?”
“I know it’s awkward with me being at home for the time being but they’re fine. We’ll go out to eat so then you’re not embarrassed with them, and then we’ll come back here.” I kiss her on the nose and smile. “I can’t believe you’re finally in my bed and that I’m going to have you in my arms all night.”
“Mmm, can we nap now before round two?”
I tug her into my arms and sigh when she nestles against me. “Anything for you.”
Sarah settles and within seconds she’s asleep. I’m exhausted but the thought of her here while I’m away keeps playing heavily on my mind.
I want her with me, but I don’t want her around the life that I used to live. That isn’t for Sarah and it hasn’t been for me for a long time.
My embrace tightens because I know that tonight will have to keep me going until I’m home again.
And I’ll be coming home to Sarah.
5
Six weeks later ~ Sarah
It’s early May and there’s still a chill in the air, which explains the large checkered blanket that I’m currently wrapped up in as I sit in the back garden of the home I share with Greg. I’m not sure why I’m sitting out here when I can just as easily hide in my bedroom and be warm.
There’s ju
st something about the evening that attracts me as I gaze up at the stars in the darkened sky.
Aiden’s been gone for six weeks and I try to shut him out of my thoughts, but find that it’s impossible to do when he’s always so close to my heart, even when I no longer want him there. After seeing the images of him online at one party after another with the same gorgeous woman on his arm, I’ve stopped reading his emails and texts. I trusted him…the photographs were a shock. They made me sick to my stomach.
Wiping a tear away, I realize that I hate him for what he’s done to me. He promised that he’d come back to me, but so far he hasn’t, and if the images are anything to go by, he won’t be.
“Sarah.”
I jump at Greg’s voice and hope he can’t see me in the dark.