Fuck, she was tighter than I remembered. It wouldn't be easy to not shoot my load in seconds, finally getting what I'd been missing all these years. I gritted my teeth and tried to take things slow, but Hannah was a wild one – thrusting herself upward to meet my movements, raking her nails down my back as she groaned in my ear. She had ridiculous control over her kegal muscles too, tightening and releasing my cock over and over again until I couldn't think, couldn't feel anything except her body beneath mine.
“Yes, Eli – oh God, yes,” she whimpered, shuddering beneath me.
Hearing her say my name in the throes of passion – fuck, was there any better sound in the world?
Pressure built up in my balls quickly as I fucked her with everything I had. I'd give anything to make her feel good, to cry out in pleasure, to scream out my name over and over again as she came around my pulsing cock. I ground my teeth, trying to stop the inevitable explosion, wanting to prolong the act as long as I could. But, I felt the pressure continuing to grow inside of me until I knew it was only a matter of seconds before I burst inside of her.
As hard as it was, I pulled my pulsing cock out of her tight little hole, preparing to shoot my load anywhere but inside of her. The last thing I needed was another baby right now.
Hannah's legs tightened around me, pulling me into her, “No, Eli! Don't stop, please – I'm going to come.”
Fuck. She had me there. She pulled me into her and I thrust back between her lips, burying my shaft as deep as I could go as she screamed out, her nails digging into my flesh as she came beneath me. How could I deny Hannah that moment? I continued to fight against my own orgasm, but the spasms of her pussy combined with the sweet sounds coming from her were too much for me to bear.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned.
My head fell forward as I came, hard, inside of her, shooting streams of cum inside of her. She was still holding onto me for dear life, her own orgasm subsiding.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she whimpered, a smil
e stretched across her beautiful face. “Oh God, that was amazing, Eli.”
I collapsed beside her on the bed, reeling from one of the most intense orgasms I'd had in a long time. Well, since we were younger and had fucked each other senseless back then too. I rolled over on my side, and she was still smiling, just not as wide as before. We shared a look as the realization hit us both, hard.
I just shot my load inside of her, no condom. Unprotected, as far as I knew.
“I'll go to the clinic later today,” she said softly.
I stroked her cheek, pushing some loose hair away from her face, and kissed her. All of that could wait until later. Tonight – or rather, this morning – all I cared about was the fact that Hannah had finally stopped pushing me away.
Knowing her, she'd have her doubts again, she always did. But, I intended to enjoy the moment while it lasted.
“I meant what I said earlier,” I whispered, nibbling her ear lobe. “You can't stop me from loving you, Hannah. No matter what you do, I'll always be madly in love with you.”
Chapter Eight
Hannah
I let out a content sigh, closing my eyes as I rested my head against Eli's chest. His t-shirt was raised up just a bit so I could trace circles around his belly button with my fingertips, feeling the strength in his abs. Trailing my finger up higher, I noticed a new tattoo on his side. His mother's name along with a rose – her favorite flower – and her middle name.
Thinking about Eli's mother made me think about Shawna and his daughter, who'd been named after his mom. As the thoughts swirled around in my mind, I had to know something – even though it felt wrong to ask.
“Did you love her?”
My voice came out softer than I'd intended, and at first, I wasn't sure he'd heard me. After a few moments of silence, I lifted my head and looked up at him. He was looking down at me. He'd obviously heard me, he just seemed to be considering the question at hand.
“Love who?” he asked, pushing my hair back from my eyes. “My mom? Of course.”
“No, sorry – I meant, Shawna. Aubree's mother.”
Eli's chest rose and fell as he drew in a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. I hated that I was feeling the way I was feeling – jealousy over a dead woman. But, I couldn't deny the feeling was there, eating at me. Even though Eli had confessed his love for me just moments before, I had to know the truth about him and Shawna.
“Truthfully?” he asked, wincing at the words as they crossed his lips. “No. I hardly knew her. Once I discovered she was an addict, I wanted nothing to do with her.”
“You still fucked her though, right?”
His body stiffened up and I watched a veil fall down over his eyes. He didn't like this line of questioning at all. I know I shouldn't have asked, especially after everything we'd been through. I just couldn't help myself though. I felt compelled to ask. For reasons that made no sense to me, I needed to know.
“Hannah, I fucked up in more ways than I can count. Yeah, I slept with her even though I didn't love her. She didn't love me either, and we were never dishonest with each other,” I said. “You were too busy in Seattle to return my calls. My mom was dead. I had no one – so yeah, I fucked her even though I didn't love her. But, I never made it into something it wasn't. I never lied to her. Never led her on. She knew going in that my heart belonged to someone else.”