Ah…feels…so…good.
The moment he slipped his fingers inside me, I almost came undone.
He stopped kissing me. “My god, Jessie…you’re soaking wet, love. I just want to bury myself in you.”
He started kissing me again, but this time, our kissing turned frantic. It was almost like if we stopped, we knew we wouldn’t start again. He quickly moved and started taking off my shorts and panties. He licked his lips as he looked at me. I quickly sat up and pulled off my shirt as he pushed my bra up and over my breasts.
I need to forget…I just need to forget him.
Trey slowly bent down and started kissing me again as he moved his hand and placed his fingers inside me.
“Ah…” I cried out as I felt the pressure building inside me.
“Jesus…I just want to fuck you.”
I closed my eyes and held back the tears. That’s what we’d be doing—fucking, not making love. We’d be fucking the people who hurt us out of our heads for just a few brief moments.
He started fucking me with his fingers as his thumb began its assault on my clit. It wasn’t going to take long now before I just fell apart.
“That’s it, love…let it go. Let me make you forget all about him. Let me in, and I’ll make you forget all about everything.”
I looked away and over toward the window, out to the ocean. My mind drifted away from what was happening, and all I could think about was Scott. Then, I saw the moon in the sky, and I heard Scott’s voice.
I love you to the moon and back.
He’d said it to me all the time, and that was all I could hear now, over and over in my head.
I love you to the moon and back, Jessie—always.
No…no…something about this feels all wrong. I can’t do this. Stop! Please stop!
I looked back at Trey as he was sucking on one of my overly sensitive nipples. Jesus, it feels so good but so wrong at the same time.
I began pushing him away. “Stop. Please stop, Trey.”
He stopped moving his fingers and looked up at me. “Jessie…please let me do this for you.”
I shook my head, and I felt tears falling down my face. “I can’t do this. I need you to get off of me, please.”
Trey immediately jumped up and turned away. I quickly pulled my bra down and reached for my panties. I slipped them on, and then I began putting on my shorts and shirt as I looked at Trey pacing back and forth. He was breathing so heavily, and I knew what I had just done was such a shit-ass thing to do.
When I walked up and touched him on the shoulder, he jumped.
“Please don’t touch me. It’s taking everything I have not to try and convince you to let me make love to you, so please don’t touch me.”
“I’m so sorry, Trey. I thought I wanted to…but I can’t. It just feels so wrong. I still love him.”
Trey spun around and looked at me. “What? After you caught him fucking his ex, you can stand here and say you still love him?”
I nodded as tears began to fall harder. “I can’t help what my heart feels. I just…I love him so much, and I…I need more time.”
He ran his hands through his hair and let out a long, drawn-out sigh. “Jessie…I know you only want to be friends, and I’m trying…really, I’m trying, but I want to be honest with you. I think I’m falling for you, and I want to move this on to something other than friendship.”
My heart dropped to my stomach. “Trey…I just…I can’t—at least, not right now.”
He slowly smiled. “Well, I guess that’s better than a flat-out no.”
I tried to smile, but I could only manage a weak grin. “Yeah, I guess,” I said. I turned and looked down at the necklace Scott had given me right before all hell had broken loose. I reached down, picked it up, and held it in my hand.