Page 33 of When We Fall: Part Two

She nibbled her bottom lip for a moment before sliding off my lap and going to her knees in front of me. I watched her unbutton my pants.

“What are you doing?” I murmured, shifting so she could pull my pants and boxers off. My dick perked up as she stroked it gently.

“You’ve not wanted me,” she whispered, her voice shaking. “We haven’t…You haven’t…”

I reached out and tilted her chin upward. She was right. I hadn’t had sex with her in what felt like forever, but it wasn’t her. It was, once again, me.

“I will always want you, Rosalie. Never think otherwise.”

She blinked at me, her lips parted. Fuck, I loved her more than I loved myself. I loved her more than I loved anything in this world. I had to save her. I fucking had to. Anson would come around. I knew when push came to shove, he’d come for her. I believed it to my bones because Anson loved her like I did.

I let out a soft groan as she sucked my cock deep into her mouth. She could suck my soul through my dick, I swear.

I gently thrust upward into her soft, warm mouth, shoving all morose thoughts from my head and focusing on the moment we were in.

“Fuck, Rosie,” I moaned softly.

She sucked me harder. Faster.

She was going to make me come.

As hard as it was to do, I pulled her mouth off my dick.

“Am I doing something wrong?” Doubt and worry immediately filled her voice.

“No, baby, you’re doing everything perfectly. I want to come inside you.” I helped her stand before I reached beneath her skirt and dragged her panties down her thighs. Deciding I wanted to see all of her, I removed her dress. She reached behind and unhooked her bra before letting it fall to the floor.

I tugged her between my legs and kissed her abdomen.

“I love you,” I whispered. “So fucking much, Rosie.”

“I love you, too, Foxy,” she answered softly, her fingers threaded in my hair.

I licked my lips, my jaw trembling.

“I want to get you pregnant, too,” I admitted. “Cole told me you agreed to a baby.”

Her hand stilled in my hair.

I looked up at her and gave her a shy, nervous smile. “I’m not asking you to, since I know Cole is on you all the time about it, and he’s so excited about taking you away, but just know I want to be a dad, too.”

“Foxy… I want that with you. I-I want it now.”

“What?”

“I-I would. I think Cole would be OK with it. I know he’s excited for me and him, but he loves babies, and I know he’d love ours like it were his?—”

“Shh.” I kissed her stomach, my heart breaking. I didn’t have it in me to tell her we would never get to have a sweet baby together. “How about we just see what happens?” I pulled her onto my lap so she was straddling me. “Let’s just be together, and if fate wants us to have a baby, then we will.” I pushed deep inside her small body, earning a soft cry from her.

“We can start now,” I whispered against her lips, knowing nothing would happen. It killed me inside, too, because I wanted this with her. Fuck, I wanted it, but I wasn’t going to be here for any of it.

“Yes. Now,” she replied as she ground her pussy on my dick. Her soft moans and nails in my back made me groan with want. I rutted deeper into her, loving how hot and tight she was. The thought of her belly swollen with my baby made me see everything in a whole new light. I wanted this. I’d always wanted this and had tamped down those feelings for way too fucking long. It hurt too much to know…

I shoved away the idea that I couldn’t do this to her. Die and leave her with a kid to raise, but fuck, maybe I wouldn’t have to.God, please… help us. Help me.

She came with a cry, her pussy clenching my dick as she soaked me with her release.

I grabbed her hips tightly and continued to work her through one orgasm and into the next before I came deep inside her.