27. Stay With Me
STAY WITH ME
WILL
Once I’ve come back down to Earth, the enormity of the line we just crossed comes crashing down around me.
While it was great to have an orgasm that didn’t involve my own hand, the reality is, Annie and I were never just about the physical.
There’s too much emotion tied to us being together for this to be just a mistake.
I sit up and pull my hoodie and shirt off, using the shirt to clean myself off while Annie buttons her shirt back up.
A heavy silence curls around us, punctuated only by Alfie’s snores from where he’s curled up behind us.
“We should probably head back…” She breaks the silence first, her voice barely more than a whisper.
I turn to look at her, trying to make out her features in the dark.
“You don’t think we should talk about what just happened?” I ask.
She shakes her head and gets to her feet. “Not yet… I’m not sure where my head is at right now. ”
I jump up and catch her hand in mine when she turns away. “Stay with me tonight?”
She looks down at our hands before bringing her gaze back to mine. My heart is beating so hard I’m surprised she can’t hear it over the crash of the waves on the shore. She slowly nods, and I let out a long breath.
We walk back with a sleepy Alfie in tow, and I’m relieved to see that everyone else has gone to bed. She waits while I get Alfie settled in his cage on the back of the ute before I return to my swag and unzip it. I’m grateful that I’d gone with the double swag now that I need to share the space.
Grabbing a fresh shirt from my backpack, I toss it to her before turning my back to give her some privacy while I pull off my hoodie and boardies, before pulling on my boxers. Once she’s changed, she lies on her side, and I wrap my arm around her waist, holding her against me.
I can feel the tension coursing through her body, and press my lips to her neck. “Just relax,” I murmur against her skin.
She sighs and presses herself closer, covering my hand with hers and threading her fingers through mine. She turns her face to seek out my lips, and I kiss her gently.
While I’d not intended to do anything other than sleep with her in my arms, the kiss grows deeper when she rolls onto her back and slides her fingers into the hair at the back of my head.
“Do you have a condom?” she whispers.
I nod. “Yeah, in my wallet.” I kiss my way down her neck before reaching over her to grab my wallet out of my backpack.
I pull out the small square packet and drop it down beside her head before resuming kissing her neck.
She pulls away slightly before sitting up and pulling my shirt over her head.
Instead of lying back down, she looks at me over her shoulder.
I can just make out her face in the dim light filtering through side of the swag, and my eyes drift to her lips as she runs her tongue along the bottom one, her eyes shining in the darkness.
I sit up beside her and kiss her shoulder before she moves to straddle my lap, kissing me hard while she wraps her arms around me, pulling me in close.
Gripping her hips, I rock her gently back and forth until her breathing becomes shallow.
Once her body takes over and she grinds down, I grip the back of her neck, muffling her whimpers with my lips when she comes.
Neither of us were ever particularly vocal in bed, but the last thing either of us need is to wake any of the others up.
She sags against me, and I kiss her forehead before resting mine against hers.
We breathe in tandem while we sit there for a few heartbeats, before I lift her gently off me so that I can pull my boxers off and roll the condom on.
She slides back onto my lap, lowering herself onto me torturously slow, holding my gaze the entire time.
I bite back a moan when her inner walls clench around me once she’s fully seated, and she presses her lips to mine.
God, all these years trying to forget this woman, and now I’m buried inside her, the memories take over. We’d perfected this dance in the nine years together, and I feel like I know her body almost better than my own.
She begins rolling her hips without breaking the kiss, moving slowly while I run my hands up and down her back. A shiver runs through her, and a little whimper escapes her lips between kisses.
Needing this moment to last, I roll us to the side, sliding her off me so that I can lie her down on her back. She reaches up and strokes my cheek while I look down at her, and when she swallows hard, I know she’s feeling all the same emotions I am.
I ease my way back inside her, and she wraps her legs around my hips, pulling me in close with a sigh.
I roll my hips, doing my best to go slow and keep from breaking the spell over us.
But eventually, my body takes over, and it’s not long before I feel my orgasm beginning to form.
Keeping my gaze locked with hers, I watch while her eyes roll back slightly when I grind my pelvis against her clit.
Sensing she’s getting close to coming again, I lift up slightly and rub my thumb over her nipple.
Her eyes widen and she gasps, throwing her head back as she tightens around me.
Reaching down, I pull her mouth back to mine to smother both our moans when we come together.
I try not to collapse down on top of her, leaning on my elbows while we struggle to catch our breath.
She continues to hold my gaze, and I wish I knew what was going through her mind.
My own thoughts are a jumbled mess, and I wonder if this has all been a colossal mistake.
But I can’t find it in myself to regret it.
So many times in the last few years, I’ve wondered if we’d ever find our way back to each other. And now… Now I wonder if I’ll be able to keep myself from falling apart if she walks away from me again.
After we clean ourselves up and I’ve wrapped the used condom up to discard in the morning, I pull her into my side and brush my lips to her temple. Neither of us says a word, but it’s a long time before we fall asleep, and I wonder how we’re going to handle this in the cold light of day.