“Mmmm,” she moans, lifting her hips and meeting me thrust for thrust.
I reach between us and stroke my thumb over her swollen clit. My thrusts become erratic as I move in and out of her. She’s close again, and thank fuck, because I won’t last much longer.
“Come, baby. Come for me,” I tell her, and we both go over the edge together. A bliss I’ve never known washes over me. I could live the rest of my life right here with Katie and I’d have everything I’d ever want. If only that was possible.
I’m barely off her, and I dispose of the condom and start to get dressed. My palms are sweaty, my heart is racing, and I feel like I’m going to pass out. I have to get out of here.
I am pulling on my shirt, and when my head pops through the hole, I see Katie staring at me with tears rolling down her face. She’s scooted up in the bed and has the sheet covering her, hiding her body, but it’s the sadness on her face that has me striding across the room.
I take a gargled breath and squat next to the bed. “Katie, baby...”
She holds her hands up. “No, it’s fine. I know you don’t want more, I guess I just... I don’t know, I didn’t think you’d jump out of bed and leave... It’s like you’re racing to get away from me.”
My head hangs between my shoulders, with my forehead pressed to the bed. I can’t look at her. I hurt her, and that’s the last thing I wanted to do. Man, I’ve fucked this up.
“There’s something I have to tell you.”
The room is quiet. So quiet I can hear my heart beating in my chest.
“What is it?” she asks.
“I can’t have children.”
She scoots backwards on the bed, and her hand touches my shoulder. I tense up automatically, and I have to force myself to soften under her touch. I’ve never told this to anyone. Not even Aiden knows, and he’s my best friend. “In college, I was hurt in a game. I had to have surgery, and well, I can’t have kids.” It seems now that I started I can’t stop. “I was pitching in the last game of my senior year. I took a ninety mile per hour fast ball in the nuts. Even the cup I was wearing couldn’t protect me completely. The doctor said there’s like a zero point one percent chance.”
My eyes are clenched tightly together, and I don’t know what I’m waiting for, but I’m holding my breath waiting for her to respond. I’m prepared for it... for her to kick me out, to push me away, to tell me it’s over. At least now she knows it’s not because I don’t want her.
The bed shakes as she moves. “Turn around, Trey.”
I blink as I open my eyes and turn around to sit on my butt with my back leaned up against the dresser. She’s still naked, and I’m surprised when she lowers herself to straddle my lap. She puts one hand on my chest and one on my chin. “Look at me.”
I do as she asks.
“Is that why you said you didn’t want children... because you can’t have them?”
I can’t lie to her... not again. “Yeah.”
“Do you still want me?”
I shake my head, not willing to get my hopes up. “Katie, I can’t...”
She covers my mouth with her hand. “Do. You. Still. Want. Me?”
Her eyes are wide, and she looks nervous waiting for me to answer. “Yeah, I want you.”
She lets out a breath. “Okay,” she murmurs before leaning in and laying her head on my chest.
My arms instantly go around her, and I rest my chin on the top of her head. “Katie, I can’t give you what you want.”
“I want you, Trey.”
“But that’s not enough... I’m not enough.”
She pulls back, and her eyes are spitting fire. “Don’t you dare say that, Treyton Cree. You’re the man that drove me to the hospital and stayed with me when my son was hurt. You’re the man that came over to fix my son’s treehouse when the railing broke. You’re the same one that came over every day for a week to entertain and dote on us.... you’re the same man that just made love to me like I was the most beautiful and precious woman you’ve ever known, so don’t tell me you’re not enough, Trey. You’re everything.”
She’s serious. Completely serious. I pull her by the neck and capture her lips in a kiss before I reluctantly pull away. “You deserve...”
“I want you, Treyton.”
There are so many things I should say to her. Like, I’m not enough. She deserves to be happy and have all the kids she wants. She’s probably going to regret this... there are so many things that are going through my head, but I can’t force myself to say them. I can’t resist her, and I’m going to keep her as long as I can. “You have me, Katie.”