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I flip it on, the soft buzz filling the room. I hold it against his balls and he jerks. “Hold still,” I tease him. “Doesn’t it feel good?”
He swallows hard. “It does.” I move the toy to my clit and lean back on my other hand, keeping my eyes on him. He watches me roll it around, my stomach contracting with every pass over my sensitive bud.
“What if I told you I wanted to give it all up?” he asks.
“What are you giving up?”
“New York.”
I pull the toy away and he urgently says, “No, keep going. I want to watch you as I tell you this.”
I hold his stare for a moment before turning the toy back on, laying it on his thigh then running it to the crease in his leg. “I can’t think if you do that, Coco,” he chokes out, and I giggle. “Touch yourself with it. I need to see you get off as I talk.”
I take a breath. This Jack is the man I'vebeen missing. Our love as kids is nothing compared to what I feel for the strong, confident guy in front of me right now.
“I’m not going to give up working, but I’ll give up working so much. I’ve already reassigned a couple of accounts.”
I roll out from under his legs and lean over him, my breasts swaying over his cock as I run the toy over his balls. He jumps at the sensation then lets out a breath as I cup them, rolling them, soothing them before slapping them lightly. “Fuck, what you do to me. Take me easy, baby.” I switch the toy off, dropping it next to us on the bed, and I wrap him in my tits before stroking him once more.
Jack grabs the toy and switches it back on, gently placing it on my nipple. “Jack!” I cry out before biting my lip to keep quiet and moving back from him.
“Don’t go anywhere,” he says as I come to his side, taking him in my mouth again, and when he reaches around, inserting a finger, I feel my body squeezing him harder at each touch. He works his hips, and the deeper I go, my moans are more unashamed as I come closer to orgasm.
He falls from my mouth as I sit on my knees next to him. I pay special attention to his cock, but won’t look at him when I say, “I’m not asking you to do that. I never wanted to tell you what to do. I want you to make your own choices, and I want you to be happy about them. I don’t want there to be resentment on your part toward me if something changes down the line.”
“Come here,” he says, and I straddle him and his fingers find my clit. His dick is so hard as he slides inside. “Your curves are like nothing I've felt before. You’re the most perfect woman I’ve ever seen. Real. Soft. And fucking sexy.” We hold hands, our fingers intertwinedas I begin to ride him. Slowly this time, the frantic need now gone, and in its place is lovemaking. Slow, sensuous, need-you-to-know-I-love-you sex.
“It’s already done, Coco. I’ve already made my choice. It’s you. It’s always been you, I just needed to grow up.”
My hips work his cock, my tits bounce with every move, and our hands are still together, leveraged to move into a steady rhythm that quickly has us crying out. Our bodies working together make the most beautiful noise.
“I love you, Courtney. I always will.”
“I love you too Jack.”
I fall to the side of him and he slides out of me. “Do you think we can do it?”
I sigh. “I want to say yes, but we've been down this road. There’s a reason we’re divorced, Jack.”
“Actually, we’re not.”
Chapter 15
Jack
She looks at me with wide eyes. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, I never filed the paperwork.”
“Are you kidding me? Why would you not file it?” She sits up and moves to the end of the bed, but I grab her hand and hold her still.
“Because I didn’t want it to be real. It killed me when you left and I had to let you go. But I couldn't force you into a life that fit me when it didn’t fit you. I never stopped loving you though, and I never gave up on wanting us to be a family.” My voice is pleading.
“You had a funny way of showing it, only showing up for seven days a year.” She’s indignant, stern, her body is tight as she absorbs this information. But she’s still naked, and she’s still here. So I keep going, trying to make her understand.
“I know, and that’s on me. I just wanted to work and make enough where I could make a drastic change and not stress about what the next step is.”
“What does that mean, drasticchange?”
