by Stacy Borel
I moved over to her side and pushed her shoulder away from me. She rolled until she was facing away from me, and I ran my lips all over the soft skin of her shoulder nipping my way up to her neck. Goosebumps broke out all over her arms. I brought my hand around to the front of her and placed it on her stomach. She flinched.
“Relax Em.” I soothed into her ear. “I’ve got you.”
Her tense muscles slowly melted away in my hands as I continued to kiss her neck. When my hand shifted down to her inner thigh she opened slightly inviting me in. My fingers came up to her warm center and I could feel that she was soaking wet.
“So wet for me Tiny Girl.”
“Please Finn.” She softly pleaded.
I ran my index finger over her clit and she sighed. “Please what?”
Adding more pressure, I circled my finger around her.
“Please… touch me. More.” She turned her face toward her pillow.
Her wish was my command. I stopped my index finger circling and I moved it down to her entrance. I pushed inside of her and she gasped. I knew I hadn’t hurt her though. She was enjoying this too much. I used my thumb to put pressure back on her clit while I thrust two fingers inside of her. Her ass was pushing back against my cock and it felt so good. I wanted nothing more than to rip my pants off and shove myself into her, but I decided that this was going to be about her. Her body was starting to shiver and I knew she was getting close. I curled my fingers up a bit every time I pulled them out, making sure I was hitting that sweet spot.
“Oh my god, Finn! Please!” She was begging me for the release she was so close to finding earlier in this room without me.
“Take what you want from me, baby.” Her legs started to close on their own accord and I kicked my leg over the top of hers to help keep them open.
Her insides started quivering and I could feel her tightening around my fingers.
“Let go Em. Come for me. I want to feel it.” I bit down on her earlobe, and it was enough to send her over the edge. She cried out, muffling her scream into her pillow while I continued to dive deep inside of her. I held her as tight to my body as I possibly could without hurting her, helping her ride out her orgasm. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. She was so perfect, and what’s more, she didn’t even realize just how amazing she was.
As her body was coming down from its high, I slid my fingers out of her, causing her to shake again and sigh deeply. Em started to turn towards me leaning up to reach my lips. Her eyes were foggy, and I was happy that I was the one that had given her that look. Her small hand snaked around my neck as she pulled herself on top of me. Her naked breasts felt so good on my bare chest. It was quite the ‘thank you’ kiss she gave me. It wasn’t until I felt her other hand traveling down and getting a handful of my cock that I stopped kissing her back. She pulled her face away a bit looking questioningly at me.
“What’s the matter? Did I hurt you? Am I too heavy? I can move if I’m too heavy.”
Her adorable innocence stole my heart. “No, of course you’re not too heavy. You barely weigh one hundred pounds soaking wet! Don’t be ridiculous!” I reached down and removed her hand from my throbbing cock and laced my fingers with hers. “Tonight wasn’t about me. I wanted to make you feel good.”
“I don’t understand. You didn’t get to… umm… well, you know… finish.” Her cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink and she looked down.
“Look at me Tiny Girl.” Immediately her eyes met mine, “I don’t need to finish.” The hell I didn’t, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. “What you just let me do to you was more than I could have ever asked for. But I appreciate the concern.” I smiled at her.
“Finn, I know you have to be hurting. You’re aroused. Doesn’t it hurt if it isn’t taken care of?”
I let out a laugh. “Sometimes sure, but I’m fine though. Scouts honor.” I held up two fingers, the same two fingers that were inside her only minutes ago. Nice Finn… real nice!
She giggled. “You were never a scout.”
I shrugged my shoulders, “Eh, details.”
Smiling, she shook her head, her hair falling down around her shoulders. “So uh, is this umm…” She was struggling for words. “Is this going to be awkward now?”
My brows furrowed. “No, why would it be?”
Em sighed. “I don’t know. Isn’t it supposed to be when things like this happen?”
“Not unless we make it that way, and I don’t plan on doing that.”
“Hmm… alright.” She paused. “So what now?”
“Well, we could lay here and talk if you want.”
“I’d like that,” and she gave me the most dazzling smile.
Finn came back into my room with a glass of water. Earlier he’d noticed I was getting cold, so he got up and grabbed the blankets to cover me up. Sitting up holding the cover under my arms, I took a long drink of water, quenching my thirst.
“Mmm, thanks!” I set the cup down and scooted back down laying on my side, facing him.
“Welcome. So, when is your next appointment with Dr. Monroe? I can come pick you up from work and we can go together.”
“You don’t have to come with me Finn. They’re pretty boring anyway. They just take measurements, listen to the heartbeat, and then ask if I’m feeling okay before sending me on my merry way! Nothing you need to stop your day for.”
“I’m coming Em, no arguments. Just tell me when the appointment is.” His face was stern.
“Ok well if you insist. It’s tomorrow. Can you pick me up at noon?”
“Noon… got it!” He smirked at me like he’d just won a contest.
We were both silent for a short time, just looking at one another. He reached up and placed his palm on my cheek. I leaned into it.
“I’m going to be there for you and the baby Emilyn. I hope you know that.”
I opened and closed my mouth again, trying to think of how to phrase my next question without upsetting him. “I have to ask this question or else I’ll wonder.”
“Ask me anything.”
“Do you want to be there for us because you want to be, or because you feel responsible for what is going on in my life? Because if it is the latter, please don’t. I’ve already told you, it’s not your fault this happened.”
I watched his face carefully. He seemed to be trying to figure out how to answer. Hopefully it was a truthful one; but then again he hadn’t given me any reason to believe it would be anything but.
“I came here because I heard you were going through some things. The idea of being away from you when I could possibly help was something I couldn’t stomach. I came here because I want to be here with you. I asked you to move in with me because I want you to live here. I’m going to go to your appointments because I want to be there for you and this baby. Nothing I’m doing here is out of obligation.” He rolled over so he was leaning over the top of me. “I need you to listen to me when I say this. Are you hearing me?”
I nodded my head.
“Good. I’ll say this again and again until you believe it. I missed you Emilyn. I’m here to be with you. I’m not going anywhere, no matter what happens. Even if whatever happened between us tonight never happens again, I’m still going to be there for you. Whatever we have right now, and I’m not defining it because I’m not even sure what it is, it’s worth building on. Any crazy notion you have about me being here out of obligation needs to be squashed.”
There was nothing but truth in both his eyes and his voice. His sincerity was heartfelt. But I had more questions and I could tell he was reading the emotions flying across my face.
“What else is going on up here in this pretty little head?” He tapped his finger on my forehead.
“Hmm, well maybe a few things.”
“Shoot! Let’s just get everything out in the open now. I don’t want you walking around our house wondering things when I’m right here, and you can ask me anything.”
“Even if it bring
s up painful memories?” I was trying to force down the lump that was forming in my throat.
“What’s going on Tiny Girl? You look like you’re about to cry.” He leaned in and lightly kissed me. “I want us to talk about this stuff, even if it’s what happened back in high school. I gave you my explanation but I figured you probably had more questions.”
“Okay, here goes….” I took a deep breath. This was going to hurt, but these questions had been swimming around in my head since the talk that ripped open old wounds.
“Would you have followed your Dad’s advice about letting me go if he hadn’t died in that crash?”
He cleared his throat. “Boy you’re really going for it aren’t you?”
I shook my head, “Never mind. That was insensitive of me to ask. Let’s talk about something else.”
“Em,” He laughed. “It’s okay, I don’t mind. I was kidding around. To answer your question, I don’t know. I’ve asked myself that same question a hundred times. And every time I do, the one thing I keep coming back to is how much I regret taking the advice.”
“So why did you?”
“Another good one. At the time it just seemed right. I always looked up to my Dad as a smart, caring, gentle man. He was my mentor, he was my hero. The love that he and my Mom shared was legendary. I wanted what they had.”
The lump in my throat was too much to handle and tears sprang from my eyes, running down the side of my cheeks.
“So you let me go because you wanted to find someone else to love like your Dad loved your Mom?” Damn it, why did we start talking about this?
“No, you’re not understanding me Em. What I’m saying is, I thought it was best that I let you go live your life. I didn’t want us to have any regrets if we married right out of high school. I thought we would be stronger, better even, for seeing what was out there. I knew I wanted you for the rest of my life, but the idea of you thinking I’d trapped you, or us drifting apart as we grew older, killed me. It was never about finding someone else. You were my girl Emilyn.”
I was full on sobbing now. Trying to catch my breath, I decided it was best that I talked about what happened to me when he left. Maybe it would give me the closure I needed.
“Do you have any idea what I went through after you left?”
“I called around every once in a while to ask about you.” His face became pained.
“I couldn’t function Finley!” I pushed him off of me, and moved to put on a night shirt. I didn’t want to be naked in front of him right now—not when I was already feeling so exposed. When dressed, I turned around to face him. I leaned back on the dresser, and watched him lying on the bed, watching me in return. He looked like I had punched him in the stomach.
“I’m not telling you this to hurt you, but I need you to understand what it did to me. After that night, when you left me in that parking lot, life was no longer the same for me. You were ‘the one’ Finn. I loved you with my whole heart and I wanted nothing more than to just be with you. Even if we had stayed together until this very day, marriage was never the ultimate goal. I knew that then as much as I know it now. I had to be carried out of that parking lot. I barely remember the days that followed. I just remember the ache. I was a lifeless shell, a girl who couldn’t even get herself dressed every day.” I was hurting him. Finn was a strong man, but even strong men cry and I could see tears glistening in his eyes. “Nobody could snap me out of the state I was in. My Dad eventually gave me the option of working for him.”
“I knew you were having a hard time, but I didn’t know it was like that for you.”
“Every single part of me was broken. Any semblance of my heart was shattered, and I truly felt that nothing would ever make me whole again. I couldn’t even give my own husband my whole heart because it was with you!” I was shouting at him while the tears soaked my face.
He jumped off the bed and came at me so quickly I barely registered the movement. He pulled me into his arms. “Shhh… please calm down. You need to catch your breath for the baby.” He tucked my head in to his chest and whispered in my ear. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m so fucking sorry! I had no idea that was how you felt. I should have never left. I’m sorry. It was the biggest mistake of my life.”
He pulled back cradling my head in his hands. With conviction in his eyes and his voice he said, “I swear I’m never leaving you again Em. Never! You are mine. Do you understand me? Mine! And if I have to spend the rest of my life finding every single piece of your broken heart, I will. I will put you back together again Em. I’ll do it because I’m still so in love with you. I will fix you, and I’ll fix this.”
He supported my weight until he decided to pick me up and carry me over to the bed. He sat down and cradled me on his lap. He brushed my hair back from my tear stained face. He loved me. Finley still loved me, and the truth was I still loved him. I’d never stopped. But I couldn’t tell him that I loved him. Not right now. Not after this talk. It wouldn’t feel right while all these old feelings were still coursing through me. He was sorry.
“I’m sorry I’ve fallen apart on you. This was so not how I saw this night happening.” I smiled a stiff smile up at him.
He kissed the tip of my nose. “Don’t apologize. It’s fine. We needed to talk about it, and I meant what I said Tiny Girl. I’m not going anywhere.”
I nodded my head under his chin. The only way for him to prove he wouldn’t leave again was to give him time, and I was more than willing to give that. But I was worried he would see that I wasn’t the same person anymore. He didn’t run away screaming after seeing me naked so that was a plus, but my heart wasn’t the same anymore. I was scared that I’d always wonder if he’d change his mind about me. That one day he’d look at me and say “I can’t do it, she’s too damaged.” I let out a large sigh, and told myself time… just give it time.
“Wake up Tiny Girl.” I felt something nuzzling the underside of my ear. I was warm and cozy and I’d just had the best night’s sleep in a very long time. Still half asleep I moaned. It had been the best dream ever and I refused to wake up. I was dreaming that Finn had stayed in bed with me after an amazing night of foreplay and heartfelt conversation. Scooting in closer to my warm spot, I drifted deeper into my happy haze.
“Em, are you going to sleep the day away?” There was that voice again. It was speaking so softly that I wanted to roll around and wrap myself up in it. I felt a small tickle on the side of my neck. “My sweet girl…” I opened one eye and looked around the room. Where was I? Turning my head a bit, I opened the other eye. Oh that’s right, I was in my room.
“There’s those bright blue eyes.” I suddenly shifted to face where the noise was coming from. Finn was lying beside me, his arms wrapped around my center, and a hand on my stomach. Holy cow I hadn’t been dreaming! He really did sleep with me last night. While I lay there sifting through the memories of last night, I realized he was talking to me and I hadn’t been paying attention.
“I’m sorry, I guess I’m not totally awake yet. What did you say?”
He chuckled. “I said, did you sleep well?”
Covering my mouth, I stifled a yawn, “I slept well. I could probably sleep the whole day away.” I closed my eyes and started to drift again.
“Em…” Finn said again against the shell of my ear. “Tiny Girl, we have your appointment soon. You need to wake up.” The soft air that was swirling around my ear was giving me goose bumps and doing things to me that made me want a repeat of the night before. I re-opened my eyes and looked at the clock. Holy shit I’d slept until eleven!
I flew up out of bed quickly. Well, as quickly as a five-month pregnant woman can move. “Son of a bitch, I’m going to be late!” I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom to get dressed. I vaguely heard Finn laughing as he shuffled towards the door. Not wanting him to see me naked again—and definitely not in the bright morning light—I threw on my pants and shirt just before the bathroom door opened.
He
was standing there in the doorway, a pair of boxer briefs sitting low on his hips. I couldn’t help but stop and admire the godly man before me, taking in everything from his long lean legs, to that perfect V that led up to his tightly packed abs; his broad chest, to his gorgeous face. I sighed loudly. Even his hair was a perfect sexy mess that I wanted to run my fingers through. Despite his Adonis-like body, it was his eyes that stood out the most. With the sunlight shining through the bathroom window, his eyes were a crystal-clear blue that hypnotized me. I was getting the full effect of them as he stared right at me like he wanted to devour me. Holy shit I wanted him… like right then!
He took a step towards me, and I stood as still as a statue. Gulping hard, he came forwards until he was directly in front of me. Finn brought his hand up and brushed it across my cheek. He slid his large, yet graceful, hand behind my neck and bent down to place a soft kiss on my lips. Pulling back slightly, he said “I didn’t get a chance to say good morning before you went all frantic on me.”
I just stared. I couldn’t respond, and I don’t think I wanted too. Well I did, but it was in the form of sexual favors. His look had me frozen in place. His eyes searched my face, as concern replaced the light-hearted morning kiss he’d just given me.
“Em, you okay?”
“Huh?” My eyes roamed his thick dark lashes, before moving down to his full lips. Hello horny preggo here! Why were we even talking? In fact, why was he even wearing clothes? Clothes shouldn’t be allowed on him.
“I can practically hear your thoughts Tiny Girl.” His voice deepened. “And if you’re thinking what your face is telling me, I’m more than happy to help you out with that.” He gave me a cocky smile. Leaning in to whisper in my ear, he brushed his chest against my covered breasts, “But it’s going to have to wait until later, because we need to get going.”
He turned and walked out of the bathroom, leaving me to watch his fine ass moving away. I wanted to whimper. Not to mention I was slightly embarrassed that I wanted to push him down and fuck him on the tiled floor. I scrubbed my hand down my face and finished getting ready.
