Love Survives (33 page)

I felt like an animal, ready to ravage her until she was left fulfilled, yet begging for more.

First I needed to remove those panties. I couldn’t have anything in the way when I dove down and passionately licked over her delectable cunt. I would savor every juicy inch, making sure there wasn’t any spot left unattended.

I stared at her as she exposed herself to me, bringing me back to the last time I’d been this hungry. My tongue drug over my lips as I narrowed in on the prize, dragging my hands over all the places I was prepared to lick. Just being this close to her was making me emotional again. Before I could devour every inch of this woman I needed an extra bit of reassurance. “Kat, promise me that this is forever. Tell me that when I wake up in the morning, you’re still going to be in my arms. Assure me that this time is different.”

I’d never seen such honesty radiating off of someone before. “I’m never leaving you again. Wherever you go, I’m going to be by your side. I want this, Brooks. It’s all I’ve ever wanted. We’re a family, and nobody can ever take that away from us.”

She brought her lips to mine, making me forget the task I was so set on minutes before. I slid my fingers inside of her while torrid kisses led me to enter her. I couldn’t hold out with foreplay, not this time. I was too horny; too provoked. “The first time’s going to be fast, but after that, I’ll be able to go all night.”

She purred out her reply, letting me know she was just as turned on. I pulled her to be perfectly positioned with me. Her petite body was easy to maneuver. “We have forever, so time isn’t going to be a problem.”

I finally had her where I’d wanted her for so long. It was impossible to control everything that was running through my mind. I wasn’t worried about the repercussions of this, or how much harder it would be for me to control my anger when I had to face her husband. I wasn’t thinking about anything but us. I was going to push until she fell into everything I had to offer her. We were far from perfect, but close enough to be able to taste it.

Chapter 38

I’d tried to
tell myself that she was gone. For years I felt like I’d never have a chance to be with her again. Now she was in my arms, asking me to make love to her. She had all of me, still, after so long. When she cried, I’d be there to wipe away her tears. I’d be the man she could count on, just like when we were kids.

Finally we were here together. She’d made up her mind, and I felt confident that she meant it. With every touch from her fingers I got chills. Her lips were like sweet candy; the kind that leaves one wanting more. I craved every inch of her skin, knowing that after this first encounter I’d be able to focus more to give it to her.

There was no victim in this room. We weren’t doing this to feel better about anything. Us being together like this was about something much deeper. Just like the times before, I was losing my grip on reality. Only she could do this to me. Only Kat could make the world feel like it was spinning out of control. I was losing myself in her again, and this time I wasn’t afraid.

Each time our eyes met I felt a surge shooting straight to my cock. I needed to be inside of her, immediately, before my arousal became painful.

We kissed several times before I lifted her onto my lap, sitting up for a better position. I didn’t trust that this would make me last longer. Hell, I knew I’d be a puddle of nothing as soon as I slipped inside. Her eagerness was apparent. Even as engorged as I was beneath her, I could feel her juiced lips rubbing over me.

She held onto me tight, seeing what I was about to do even before I made the move. It was insane how synced we were to one another. I could close my eyes and make love to her without effort, or guidance.

Then it happened. She wiggled until I was there, sliding easily inside of her welcoming entrance. She was so wet, so salacious. We rocked together, both moving slow as we tried desperately to handle what was happening after so long.

For Kat, the reality of me not being dead was causing this to be super intense, while my own fears were controlling my movements, preventing me letting a single one get the best of me. I was no superhero, but I wanted to be hers.

Beads of sweat ran down my face and I held her close to me, allowing her to stay in control. My eyes remained open. I couldn’t close them when I wanted to remain alert for this whole occasion. I didn’t want to live or breathe unless I could feel her next to me each and every day for the rest of my life. Years of pain was dissipating as she rocked her naked body overtop of mine. Her tight walls surrounded me with pleasure, making me strain to stay coherent. All of these emotions were accompanied by lust. I was starved for this woman, unable to imagine how many times it would take to have my fill.

It was obvious that I was close. My hands held Kat’s shoulders, silently praying she’d get the hint and slow up. Eventually I had to surrender myself over to her. I could feel it happening, my pent up release filling her. I clung to her body holding her close while I lost control. My heart started to beat in my head, I was desperate for air. Then finally I was done, lethargic, and satiated.

We were far from being done, but Kat gave me time to recuperate. Little did she know that I had plans for our next encounter. Just because this first time was more about me didn’t mean she wouldn’t be generously awarded.

We laid there together on the bed, panting and grasping for air to fill our empty lungs. Our hands were laced together, and I wasn’t even about to let her go.

I held her close, but appreciated the way she traced her fingers against my tattoo. As if she needed another reminder, I felt it important to keep giving her one.

“No regrets, Kat.”

“No regrets.”

It was so late, and I had every intention of giving her a second round of my undivided attention, but sleep seemed to get the best of me. I tried to fight it, only to feel my eyelids winning the battle.

I only woke up because I noticed she was gone. Of course right away I feared she’d packed up and left me there, that’s how scared I was of losing her. It wasn’t until I sat up and looked over at the other bed that I realized everything was just as it was before. B was sound asleep, and the sound of the bathroom fan let me know where Kat was. I stood and put my boxers on, just in case the little one were to wake up. I didn’t want to scare her with my private parts. Daddy or not, I wasn’t ready for that situation where I had to explain why I looked different than her mother.

I cracked the bathroom door open to find Kat standing in front of the mirror. She had her head down and was clearly freaking out about something. At first I worried that she regretted sleeping with me. Maybe I should have waited. Yes, of course I should have held out. What was wrong with me?

“You alright? You better not be in here crying, thinking of a way to escape.” I said it like I was joking, but was really trying to feel her out.

When she didn’t answer at first I made a sound with my mouth.

“I told you, I’m not going anywhere. I came in here to get cleaned up, that’s all.”

I hugged her body and kissed her softly. She wasn’t in here to clean up. Something was up with her. I wanted the truth. “I know you better than you know yourself. What is it, Kat?”

She handed me a calendar, making me wonder what the hell it meant. It was the middle of the night. My mind wasn’t on technical things. I couldn’t figure out her secret way of communicating. Then it finally hit me. “Are you kidding me?” I ran my hand through my hair once it finally hit me. Apparently we couldn’t fornicate without the risk of becoming pregnant. “Again?”

She put her hands up as if it was very possible. “So I’m thinking that if we stay together, we may need a school bus to cart all the kids in.”

I pulled her back into my arms, reassuring her that no matter what we’d figure it out. In all honesty I’d be happy if she ended up pregnant. If she thought I was going to use protection with her she had another thing coming. There was nothing keeping me from having all of her, not even another kid. “Don’t freak out yet, Kat. It’s not like it’s a definite. You’ve got enough to worry about. I refuse to wear a rubber with you. I never have and I never will.”

She jerked out of my arms and looked up at me. “Jesus, what if I got pregnant back then?” I knew she was referring to when we were in high school.

I threw up my hands, trying to figure out how to word this so she wouldn’t be pissed. “Hold up. In my defense both times I went into your room it wasn’t to have sex with you. You begged me for it.”

She answered like it embarrassed her. “I didn’t know it was you!”

I cornered her, making sure she was paying close attention. “You wanted it to be me, Kat. Deep down you had to question why it was different.”

“How do you know it was?” Oh yeah, she went there.

I laughed before I could reply. “Because there ain’t no way my brother can make you cum like I can.”

She blushed. It was quite obvious too.

“Am I right?”

Her smile was cute, like she knew admitting to it was like saying she liked being bad. “Yes. You’re right. Although, I didn’t think it was you. I just thought he was being sensitive of my feelings.”

“Did you ever pretend he was me?”

“Stop, Brooks. Being with Branch was a mistake. He cost us a lot, and I don’t want to think about a single second I wasted on him.”

I took her hand in mine and kissed it softly. “I’m kidding with you. We were kids, Kat. Do you know how scared I was to face you the morning after I’d been in your room? I thought for sure you’d mention it to Branch and he’d come and try to kick my ass.”

She giggled. “I did mention it. Both times I thanked him for being so good to me. He seemed weird, but never said a thing. When I think about it, I see how awful that was.”

This left me in hysterics. How could my brother have been so stupid? “What a loser. He had his head so far up his own ass that he didn’t know you were making love to me across the hall.”

She squeezed my hands. “Can we go back to worrying that I’ve been impregnated for the second time in a hotel room? How could I have let something so important slip from my mind?”

I traced my lips over her forehead. “We were preoccupied, making up for lost time. And no, we’re not going to worry about that. We’re going to keep making love and when you get pregnant, I’ll be able to experience everything I missed the first time.”

“Brooks, I need to get a divorce first. Don’t you think we’re rushing? We can’t just forget about everything else.”

“I’ve waited to be with you for over twenty years. This isn’t rushing. Kat, everything is going to be fine. Who gets pregnant two times in a row after one time being together? It’s pretty impossible.” In my defense I’m pretty sure I cut class during this discussion. I had no idea how any of this scientific stuff worked, other than what I’d learned out on my own. Kat was a mother. She knew exactly what she was talking about.

“Whatever.”

I tickled her where I knew she couldn’t take it, just to change the subject. I needed her to get back in that bed so I could start round two. “You’re a worry wart.”

Kat froze in place, causing me to lean down and kiss the top of her nose. “My girl.”

“We need to go slow, Brooks, not for us, but for the sake of everyone around us that won’t understand.”

“We have a kid together. She’s almost two. I think they can figure it out. Besides, I really don’t give a shit what people think or say. All I care about is being with you and B. The rest of the world can kiss my white ass.”

Kat couldn’t contain her reaction to my comment. A giggle escaped her puffy lips. “It is pretty white.”

“You’ve been looking?” I liked knowing she was checking me out.

She slapped me there, lightly. “I missed you so much.”

When she said it all the jokes were put to the side. I needed to be serious for a second. “I missed you too, Kat. You’ll never have to miss me again because we’re never going to be apart again. I promise.”

I did something I didn’t want to do, but knew it was important to show her I could be considerate, above everything else. I put my shirt over her head and lowered it to cover her back up. We kissed slowly, making it last even though it wasn’t going to lead to anything else, at least not then. “Thank you,” she said while staring into my eyes.

“Never thank me for taking care of you. I was put on this earth to do it and you know it, too.”

A little later while she was in my arms falling asleep I found myself laughing out loud. “You know, if you’re pregnant after one time, then I have super sperm. I bet we could make a fortune selling it on the black market like they do kidneys. Can you imagine how rich we’d be?”

She never moved from her comfortable position when she responded. “You’d have a million kids.”

“Yeah, well there is that. I guess it’s a bad idea, huh?”

She laughed and slapped my chest. “I’m glad I don’t love you for your brains.”

“No, you love me for my white ass, apparently.”

The longer we spent together, the more it felt like old times. I never wanted this to end. We were just getting started. When I fell asleep, I knew I’d never be rested enough to work, but a little was better than nothing. At least I knew I could come back to them and hold her in my arms again. It was something I’d never been able to do.