Page 51 of As It Was (Strawberry Springs #1)

“I can’t, princess.” His words echoed into the shell of my ear. “We don’t have a condom. ”

“Why didn’t you prepare?” I moaned.

“I was trying to get stuff done and wait until tonight. But then I saw you in those fields, looking as fuckin’ amazing as you always do.” He pressed a kiss to my collarbone. “I couldn’t help myself.”

I also couldn’t help myself. I knew what I wanted, and I didn’t want to stop.

“I’ve been tested, ever since I was with Trevor.”

He paused. “Please tell me you didn’t go to Henry for that.”

“No, it was in Nashville. Before we broke up, but we didn’t do anything after that.”

“He’s a fucking idiot.”

“The point is, we can just ... not worry about the condom.”

“There’s another consequence you might be forgetting about, princess.”

Right. That one.

I tried to let the thought wash over me and fill me with the same fear it used to. But then I imagined Cain with a tiny baby, and fuck . It didn’t have the desired effect.

“I don’t care.” The words slipped out of me and Cain pulled back, eyes wide.

“What?” he asked.

“I mean, you’re it for me. And I hope I am for you.”

“You are.”

“So if that happened, then it would be okay. At least with me.”

Cain’s lips tilted up into a smirk. “So ... you’re saying ... fuck it?”

“I am.”

I wondered if he would pull away and talk some sense into me. I probably needed it.

But instead, he crashed his lips against mine. I ran my hands through his hair, feeling like I was levitating .

“Is that a yes?” I asked, needing confirmation.

“You have no idea how fucking hot that offer is. And yes.” His teeth nipped at my bottom lip. “I bet Eric would like a sibling.”

If I weren’t so far gone, it would have dawned on me that he’d finally been the one to hint at what we all had known for a long time. He was Eric’s dad. But I was too wrapped up in him to think about anything other than how good he felt.

Cain’s belt hit the floor, taking his pants with it. His bare cock pressed into my core, and I sucked in a sharp breath of air.

“ Fuck ,” I hissed.

“Yeah, I’m getting to that.”

I’d never been with anyone bare, too worried about the consequences if I let it happen. But now, with the man I planned to spend forever with, I could only feel the pleasure of him parting me as he pushed in.

Cain made it in an inch before he pulled out. I whined, even though I knew it would feel just as good when he returned to his task. Still, my hips chased his.

And his hand wrapped around my neck. Gently, but with enough force that it sent shock waves through my whole body.

“What did I say about staying still, princess?” His cock entered me again, getting deeper.

Every part of me was sensitive, and I swore that feeling him with nothing between us made it even better. I was on the edge as he rocked in and out of me, slowly working up to burying his full length.

His fingers circled my erect nipples.

“I wonder how hot you would look while pregnant with my baby.”

That did it.

With a cry, I orgasmed again. Heat surged from my pussy, traveling through every inch of me. For a second, I wasn’t a person, only this feeling of pleasure that was earth-shattering.

“Fuck,” he said. “I felt that.”

“Sorry,” I said as my vision returned.

“Don’t apologize for coming. Just do it again.”

Cain pulled out and then slammed back in, all the way to the hilt. My body was sensitive, but instead of making me want to pull away, I leaned into the feeling. My nails dragged down his back while his hand moved from my neck to my collarbone as he thrust with an incredible rhythm.

Another orgasm built impossibly quick. But this was how my body was when it was him. It could come almost from a simple order.

“Cain?”

“Yes, princess.”

“I ... think I’m gonna come again.”

“This soon?”

I could only nod.

His hand on my shoulder tightened. “Good.”

This time when I came, my entire body convulsed, my pussy gripping onto every single inch of him that was inside of me. Dimly, I heard him curse, but I was too busy following every bolt of lightning coming from my core, feeling it for as long as it graced me with its presence.

Cain slammed into me one last time, pulling me as close as humanly possible, and I was pretty sure I heard my name on his lips as he came too. I wasn’t sure where I ended and he began, but I loved every second that we were intertwined.

He started to pull out, and I let out a whimper. Cain’s eyes traced over me. His hand moved from my shoulder down to my core, and he pushed his come back inside of me.

“The sunsets are hard to beat, but this might be my new favorite view.”

“I think ... we may have unearthed some things.”

Cain’s head dropped on my shoulder. “You’re lucky the house is big.”

“We might wanna talk about some of this more ... but that was so fucking good. ”

“It was.” He kissed my cheek. “And I’d love to be here all night, but it’s now dark and we need to shower before I go get Eric.”

“Agreed,” I said. “Not only did I work my ass off, but this table is dusty as hell.”

He chuckled and pulled away. I immediately felt cold, but he reached out to grab my hand. “Come on.”

“Where are my clothes?”

“I’ll find them later.”

“You want me to walk to the house naked?”

“Perks of living in the middle of nowhere,” he said before pulling me out of the barn and into the house.

It hit me as we both showered and made plans for dinner how right all of this felt. What we’d done might have been an impulse decision, but I didn’t regret it.

I didn’t regret anything in Strawberry Springs.

“When is the next episode of Renovating with Love ?” Cain asked when we were setting the table for dinner.

“I think in a few days,” I said. “Which reminds me ... I need to catch up with Wren. I haven’t heard from her in a bit.”

“I wanna meet Wren and make a new friend!” Eric said from his place on the couch. He’d been all about meeting new people ever since he realized things were different between Cain and the town.

“Hopefully you will soon,” I told him. “I just need her to be here for a bit.”

I pulled out my phone and went to my text chain with Wren.

I am SO sorry. I’ve been a bad friend and haven’t texted.

Wren

It’s okay. I have too. Been so busy with Jude and then planning the next season.

How’s it going?

It’s going well. I think. I need life to slow down for a bit after this. Sometimes I feel like I can’t think straight.