Page 113 of Restitution

In all honesty, the title “girlfriend” seems minuscule and immature considering what we have. I’m madly in love with her, and she’s made it clear she feels the exact same way. If we were in a different position, and I wasn’t about to be arrested and taken away from this life, then I’d marry her and put an army of kids in her.

I’d burn the universe just to see her smile at me the way she is now.

She’s my entire fucking world.

“Your girlfriend?” Her nose scrunches as she fake grimaces. “Ew. No.”

She squeals as I shove her so she’s on her back and I’m on top of her. I cup her cheek in a palm as her legs wrap around my waist then swipe my thumb over her plump lips.

“So much patience for someone who left you at your lowest point. I’m a scumbag who doesn’t deserve you.”

She rolls her eyes and bites my thumb, sucking it into her mouth and making my dick twitch. Against my thumb, she says, “You can make it all up to me by coming back to bed and watchingThe Greatest Showmanwith me.”

My lips curl as she releases my thumb, and I slide it down her chin. “As long as you promise to sing, Freckles.”

She giggles and presses a gentle kiss to my lips, smiling as she replies, “Every single lyric.”

As soon as her mouth is on mine, I let it all out in the way mylips smooth over hers, the way I kiss her like I haven’t in a long, long time – I take her bottom lip between my teeth and suck and bite, and let my hand travel from her hip to her knee, squeezing.

There are no voices, so I listen to her breaths and focus on how soft her body feels beneath me.

She gasps into my mouth, and I take that opportunity to taste her tongue with my own, tilting my head to slant our mouths.

Her legs tighten around me, and I grow harder against her.

“Is this okay?” she whispers against my mouth as she rocks her hips, rubbing herself up and down the underside of my cock.

I nod and thrust my tongue into her mouth again, tasting her as my hands dive into her hair, tugging her head to the side so I can suck on her pulse. I feel it fluttering on my tongue as I rock my hips into her.

Through my sweats and her underwear, I can feel how warm she is, and I know if I drop my hand between us, her panties will be soaked.

I pull back and stare down at her, taking in the way her dark hair covers the floor, her dilated pupils, how her chest rises and falls. My hands splay on her torso, under my top, and her back arches as I grab her tits and caress them while rubbing my dick against her covered pussy.

“I don’t understand.”

She tilts her head, breathless and spasming as I pinch her nipples. “Understand what?”

“With all the shit I’ve done, how I’m lucky enough to have you.”

She blushes, gasping as I drop one hand between her legs, feeling her drenched panties as I shove aside the material and sink two fingers into her pussy. She crushes my fingers, tight andfucking mine.

I bite my lip and wonder if I should just fuck her, no condom, no birth control, with such a slim chance of being here if she falls pregnant. Is it bad that I’d happily tell her not to bother with the morning-after pill today? I was inside her already – it’s not impossible for her to fall pregnant from that alone.

Her back arches as I fuck her faster, and she moves her hips in time with my fingers, grabbing at the hand that’s groping her breast.

I already know what she looks like with a small bump. I know the way her tits feel when they’re heavy, how much she glows and the way she smiles talking about becoming parents. I could fill her with my cum, impregnate her and she’d be tethered to me forever.

Fuck, I shouldn’t be thinking about any of this. Not in our position.

“Why are you staring at me?”

I blink, three times, and I calm my breathing when my fingers twitch on her breast. My fingers have stopped inside her, and I must’ve zoned out. I kiss her and curl my fingers, swallowing her moan as her cunt flutters around me.

“Tell me you’re mine,” I demand against her mouth, sinking my teeth into her bottom lip. “Tell me you’ll always be mine, Freckles.”

“I’m yours,” she moans. “Always.”

I look at her, keeping myself steady as I blink unevenly again. “I won’t hurt you.”