Page 65 of Pucking Fate

Maya

After our ridiculously hot bath, Christian and I dried off but didn’t dress before climbing into bed to pick up where we left off.

It’s the first time we’ve both been completely naked together since we started fooling around weeks ago. The only other time was the night I was supposed to lose my virginity.

As we kiss, my thighs bracket Christian’s hips with his erection poking me insistently. Tonight is the night we’ll have a redo.

I want Christian, all of him.

Based on his low groan between kisses to my neck, I’m pretty sure he feels the same.

Reaching down between our bodies, I fist his shaft and line it up…only for Christian to grab my hand and peel my fingers off him.

“You…don’t want to?” I ask, holding my breath to brace for the rejection.

“Oh, baby. I want you. So damn bad. But I think I should tell you this first.”

“What?”

“I’m…well, I-I’ve been meaning to tell you,” he stammers hesitantly, making me worry. I brace myself for the worst, for him to admit that he has been picking up women since the night I told him it would be our last time, before I went on a date with Spencer. Not that I could blame him, but still, I hate the thought of my Christian with anyone else.

“Just tell me,” I nearly scream at him.

Exhaling a breath, he does in a rush. “Practice starts Monday morning.”

Practice? He’s been putting off telling me about practice? Oh, right.

“You have to leave us?”

Wincing, he says, “I’ve got to head back Sunday afternoon. And I don’t want us to finally dothistonight after waiting for a redo for so long, and then have you regret it once there’s distance between us…”

Dammit. He’s right. All the heat from earlier instantly cools inside of me.

He’s leaving.

Again.

And while I know it’s different, I’ve known all summer he was just visiting temporarily, I had tried not to think about when that time would end.

Our time, his time with Finley this summer, now has an official expiration date.

Sunday.

“Have you…have you told Finley?” I ask while trying to pull myself together and not burst into tears.

“I was going to tell him tomorrow morning. Hopefully, during breakfast if you’ll let me stay and help make it?”

“Yeah. Sure,” I agree. Lowering my eyes, I notice that while he’s still hovering above me naked, I’m not the only one who is no longer aroused.

It’s a sad sight to see his perfect cock so unenthusiastic.

While I know I could probably use my hand or mouth to get Christian in the mood again, I’m glad he stopped us before taking that final step tonight.

“How soon can you and Finley come visit?” he asks from above me.

“I-I don’t know. I guess, any time before school starts. I’m sure he’ll be happy to visit Preston, too.” The truth is, I should’ve gone down to visit my brother before now. I think I’ve been putting it off because I’m afraid I’ll love his new town so much I’ll never want to leave, losing out on making my own decision.

“Good. Maybe next weekend? We should have Saturdays and Sundays off.”

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