“And they agreed?” I asked in surprise.
“Yeah…but they weren’t happy about it.”
I didn’t expect that kind of agreement to be reached. “So, what now?”
“I think we should give it a few days before we do something. You know, let my father cool off and think about everything…”
“He’s going to dig up every piece of information he can find on me.”
“Is that a problem?” she asked.
“No. Just don’t expect him to like what he finds.”
“Anything you haven’t told me?” She looked at me from her side of the truck.
“No. But he’ll see my relationship with whores…know about my arrangement with the police…things like that. I don’t see how your father could judge me because he was exactly the same way when he was my age. He met a woman who straightened him out…and that’s exactly what happened to me.”
She rested her head against the back of the seat and looked at me, her green eyes catching the light from the dashboard. She looked slightly touched, but her overall misery drowned most of it out. “Thank you for today…I know that was hard for you.”
It was nearly impossible for me to do what she wanted. It went against everything I believed in. “I’d do anything for you, baby.” I patted the seat in between us, wanting her right beside me.
She smiled before she unbuckled her safety belt and scooted to the middle. Her arm hooked through mine, and she rested her forehead against my shoulder. “I love you.”
I turned my face toward hers and kissed her on the forehead. “I love you too.”
We returned to my place hours later, almost midnight.
We didn’t bother turning on the lights in the entryway and living room because we went straight to bed. We didn’t eat dinner either, probably because neither one of us had an appetite.
She helped herself to my drawer and pulled out a t-shirt to wear to bed. Her clothes came off as her back was turned to me. The soft cotton wrapped around her body as she pulled it on. It reached her knees, covering her black thong from sight. She pulled back the covers and got under the sheets.
I dropped all my clothes, including my boxers, because seeing her in my bed and in my clothes turned me on. It erased all the anger I’d accumulated during the day. When it was just the two of us, we were just a man and a woman.
I pulled her to the center of the bed and tugged her panties down her legs. I wasn’t even sure why she wore them to bed anyway.
She grabbed my wrist and steadied it. “I don’t know about tonight…” When her hair was all over the place and she wore my baggy shirt, she never looked more beautiful. She was the most beautiful woman that had ever been in this bed.
“I had to deal with a lot of shit today. And you’re going to reward me.” I pulled her panties the rest of the way, and she didn’t resist me. I didn’t know how much longer I would get to keep her, but I wanted to enjoy every moment I had left.
When her bottoms were gone, she spread her legs without me asking.
I moved on top of her and folded her legs underneath me. My face hung above hers, but I didn’t kiss her. My hand moved into her hair, feeling her soft strands. I fisted them, keeping her anchored in place so I could enjoy her as fiercely as I wanted.
My cock moved against her folds, feeling the moisture slowly start to seep from between her legs. I breathed into her hair, feeling her arousal start to match mine. Slowly, I was taking her mind off the disheartening afternoon we both just experienced.
I finally pressed my lips against hers.
And I was reminded why I fell in love with her in the first place.
Because of this…whatever it was. It was like lightning down my spine, electricity in my veins. Her kiss set me on fire, made me feel more like a man than anything else. She sucked my bottom lip with enthusiasm, her fingers slowly making their way into my hair. Now she wasn’t thinking about anything else but me.
Just me.