Page 15 of Lose to Win: Lost Trilogy: Part 3
The thought puts me over the edge a lot sooner than I wanted it to.
“Fuck,” I throw my head back and yell it at the ceiling.
My hips have a life of their own at this point. My vision is getting blurry and my legs are getting shaky.
“Tell me that you love me,” I bark at her right before I drop my mouth on her, taking it into a hard kiss.
“I love you so much,” she says with no hesitation.
It seems that’s all I need to let completely go. The orgasm takes me by surprise, but I don’t fight it.
I drop on top of Emily, burying my face into her neck as my hips continue pistoning in and out of her until I am completely spent.
“I can’t believe you did this to me,” I say as soon as I can catch my breath. My cock is still inside of her, and my face is still in the crook of her neck, with my lips stuck to her shoulder.
Emily doesn’t say anything. Instead, she wraps her arms around my torso and her legs around my waist.
“I am so mad,” I continue speaking against her skin, in spite of my cock twitching inside of her. “Angry. I am angry.”
“I’m sorry, Puck,” she finally says. “I wasn’t thinking.”
“I can’t deal with anything bad happening to you, Emily,” I tell her in a firm voice. She needs to understand this.
I’m not sure how long we lay like this for. It feels like hours, and I wish I could fall asleep like this, on top of her, with my cock inside of her. That way, there would be no way for her to ever leave me.
She kisses my forehead, then tries to nudge me off her with a gentle move.
“I need to use the bathroom.”
I groan when I pull out of her, then drop to the side. When I look down, I see the sheet is a damn mess, but I don’t care. I love the sight of our juices mixed together like that.
I realize with a start that Emily got out of bed and walked to the bathroom without saying a word to me. I hear the toilet flushing and the water running, so I brace myself for her walking back into the room.
My eyebrows go up in surprise when I see that she has the bathrobe back on when she walks out. When did she even grab it from wherever I threw it before I fucked her?
I open my eyes to speak, but the expression on her face stops me. She doesn’t look happy to see me. In fact, she doesn’t look happy to be here, period. And then, she tells me the words that are usually the doom of a relationship.
“We need to talk.”
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Emily
I am shaking,the magnitude of what I’m about to do completely wrecking my brains, my body, my everything.
I am about to break Puck, and I don’t have a choice. It’s either do it, or he dies. I don’t care if I die or survive this mess. Actually, I don’t think I deserve to live after this.
I should probably be horrified that I think this way. After all, I have a baby in my belly to worry about. I feel nothing though. Not one thing. I want to die, but not before I know with certainty that Puck will be okay.
“What do we need to talk about?” Puck interrupts my erratic thoughts. He is angry, I can tell. And he doesn’t even know what’s about to hit him.
“I had an epiphany today,” I smile with sadness.
“Yeah?” he lifts an eyebrow in question, the move so cocky, I want to jump into his arms and kiss him until neither one of us can breathe anymore. “What was this epiphany, Em? That you shouldn’t do stupid shit like you did today?”
“Amongst other things,” I smile with sadness.
He stands up from the bed and pulls his jeans over his hips without buttoning them up, then walks toward me.
