PENN
I don’t answer right away because no one asks me that. I’m usually the one fixing things and making things right. I look into my wife’s eyes and know exactly what I need. It’s what I always need. “I need you,” I say.
Her eyes soften, and I take a step closer. “Not to talk. I know we need to, but tonight, I just need my wife.”
She reaches for me without hesitation.
Her arms go around my waist, and she holds me to her. “I’m here,” she whispers.
My eyes burn, and I close them hard. “I’m sorry.”
Her voice is muffled against my chest. “For your patient?”
“For all of it,” I confess.
She pulls back just enough to look at me. “Penn.”
I cup her face. “I know sorry isn’t enough.”
She shakes her head. “No, it’s not.” Then her hands slide up my chest. “But I’m here.”
I lower my mouth to hers.
The kiss starts soft, and she kisses me back without any hesitation.
I walk her backward toward the stairs, my mouth still on hers, my hands rubbing up and down her back.
At the bottom step, she pulls back. “Bedroom?”
I nod. “Yeah.”
She takes my hand and leads me upstairs.
In our room, she turns to me and unbuttons my shirt. She’s slow about it, and I stand here and let her take care of me.
She pushes my shirt open and presses her mouth to my skin, over my heart.
“I’ve got you,” she whispers.
Her words gut me because I don’t deserve them, but fuck, I need them. She pulls my pants and underwear off, and I help her out of her dress and underwear, and then she’s in my arms again. We move to the bed, and I pull her under me, careful with my weight even though she tries to tug me closer.
“I’m not going to break,” she says.
I look down at her. “I know.”
I search her eyes in the dimly lit room. “I know I don’t always show it, but I’m going to do better. I love you, Aria, and I don’t want to lose you.”
She puts her hand against my cheek. “And you’ll never say the word divorce to me again.”
I shake my head. “Never.”
She nods, and her hands go to my chest, pushing me onto my back. I go easily, and she sits astride me. “I’m supposed to be taking care of you, remember?”
My hands go to her hips, and my fingers dig into her soft skin, holding her to me. “We can take care of each other.”
Her eyes light up. “I like that.”
I nod. “Me too.”
Her hand slides down my abdomen, and my dick twitches. “You know, I need you too,” she says as she wraps her hand around my girth.
My hips jerk at her touch, and my eyes close as I try to gain control of myself. She strokes me from root to tip and then smears the precum along my length. Fuck. I groan.
She kisses down my body, and when her lips wrap around my manhood, I can’t even take a breath. I try to stay still, but I can’t. My hips start to pump, and she takes me all in.
I’m already close, about to come down her throat, but I don’t want this to be over yet.
I lift her off my cock and roll her to her back.
I press a finger between her legs and find her already soaking wet for me.
She lifts her hips as if she needs more.
After a few pumps in and out, I press a thumb to her clit, and her moan fills the room.
I lean over her. “Look up at me, honey.”
Her eyes flick open, and they’re two shades darker, filled with desire.
“You’re mine,” I tell her.
I apply more pressure to her clit. “Say it.”
She moans. “I’m yours.”
“You’re going to come on my dick because I like it when you spasm around me, but first I think you’re wound a little too tight. Maybe you need a few orgasms.”
Her head falls back. She’s so close. “I’m… supposed to be… taking care of you,” she stutters.
I’m firmer with my strokes, circling her clit. “Oh, honey, you’re taking care of me. Don’t worry. Can you come for me, baby?”
And just like that, her body starts to jerk, and an orgasm hits her fast and hard.
Her whole body tenses, but I don’t stop. I use my other hand to pump a finger and then two fingers in and out of her. She’s meeting me thrust for thrust, and then she raises her head. “Stop. Please… I can’t…”
I stop everything and look at her. My cock is oozing, ready to get inside her, but I’ll wait until she’s ready. “What do you need, Aria?”
She goes up to her elbows, but she’s so exhausted from her orgasm that it all seems slow and sluggish. “You. I need you inside me, Penn. I need to feel close to you.”
I don’t even hesitate. I sit between her open thighs and line myself at her core. Slowly, I move inside her, lifting her hips to meet me. Once I’m fully inside her, I pause and take a breath.
Fuck, this feels perfect. It all feels so right.
She’s the first to move, and when she does, I can no longer just sit here. I push my hips in and out, taking her deeper with every thrust. She moans, and I know she’s close again.
Every push and pull feels good, and it isn’t long before I’m coming deep inside her.
We both come, and she’s blinking up at me as I try to catch my breath. Still inside her, I lift her up onto my legs and hold her to me. I’m not sure what comes over me, but I need to feel her in my arms.
My heart is practically beating out of my chest because I know what I need to do. I need to come clean. There’s no way I can let her go, but I’m going to have to convince her that I will do whatever she needs to do to be happy… as long as she’s with me.
I’ve barely caught my breath when I whisper, “We need to talk.”
Her eyes widen. “You want to talk? Right now?”
I shake my head. This is the absolute worst time. Hell, I’m still hard from being inside her, but I’ve worked up the nerve, and I’m going to do it. Slowly, I pull out of her, settling her on the bed next to me. “Yeah… we need to.”
She shakes her head. “Fine, you wanna do it right now, let’s do it, but you’re not going to put distance between us while you do it. Don’t you dare get up and start pacing.”
I open my mouth, but my phone starts ringing from somewhere on the floor. A mere second later, Aria’s phone starts ringing. Aria sighs. “It could be something important.”
I nod and climb off the bed. I pick up the dress pants I had on and dig in the pocket for my phone. As I do, it starts ringing again, and Logan’s name pops up. “What?” I say into the phone.
“Skyler’s having the baby.”
I gasp, and my eyes widen as I look at Aria.
She got up too, and I guess when she didn’t answer the phone, whoever it was sent her a text because she reads it and then looks at me.
Her expression I’m sure mirrors mine. We’re both happy, of course, but the news hits hard too. “We’re on our way,” I tell Logan.
As soon as I say the words, Aria walks away and goes into the bathroom.
I grab some clothes from the dresser and get dressed. I’m almost ready when Aria comes out. “I’ll be just a minute. If you want to go ahead of me, you can.”
I stop her, putting my hands on her shoulders. “Nope. We’re going together. Take your time, honey.”
She blinks up at me, and even though she’s happy, there’s no hiding the pain in her eyes.
“Okay, I’ll be fast.”