Part of me wondered if there was more to it. I’d never known her to be so combative and closed down. All I wanted was to help her, but I couldn’t if she didn’t open up to me. I watched her quietly snore beside me, finally resting. I didn’t want to wake her up because she’d tossed and turned all night, stressed because of some ethical rule I couldn’t understand. All I knew was that I couldn’t lose her again, and it felt like she was slipping away. Right when we were finding our groove again. I didn’t know how to handle it. I was close to losing my shit.
“When do we need to leave?” Zoey yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes.
I wanted to show her how much she meant to me, that she could trust in our relationship. Plus, I couldn’t keep my hands off her for another minute. I caressed her head and kissed her deeply. “We have some time before we need to leave for the airport.”
“I’d better get packed.” She sat up, the sheet floated to the bed revealing her flawless, curvy body clothed in only a tiny tank top and panties. I couldn’t help it, my dick was like granite.
“Why do I get the feeling you’re going to say goodbye to me today.” I traced her shoulder blade.
“Ty.” Zoey shook her head sadly.
The silence stretched out between us.
“You’re perfect.” I pulled off her tank top, nearly losing my mind at the sight of her breasts spilling out. Nibbling on her lips, devouring her, touching her everywhere, I wanted to imprint her with my love, fate be damned.
“Please—” She pulled away for a minute, pleading. I wasn’t sure if it was for me to stop or to keep going.
“Zoey, I’ve always been yours, and only yours,” I cupped her cheeks to remind her before taking off my boxer briefs and freeing my erection. “Please, let me make love to you.”
She nodded, laid back, and reached for me.
Gripping my cock and giving it a few strokes, I knelt between her legs. Zoey clasped her hands around my hips while I rubbed my dick through her wet folds and guided myself into her. Reaching under us, I cupped her heart-shaped ass and pulled her up to me. As we rocked against each other, all I could think was that our bodies were meant to be joined like this, we fit each other perfectly.
I hoped she felt how good we were together.
Zoey raked her fingers through my hair. I deliberately drove deep inside her, the sounds of our desire filling the room. Bracing myself on my arms on either side of her head, I picked up the pace and rolled my hips. She arched up to receive me. Zoey’s breasts jiggled tantalizingly with each thrust, and I couldn’t help but lean down and taste them, suckling one after the other hard into my mouth. She emitted sexy breaths of pleasure while matching me thrust for thrust, I couldn’t stop telling her how much I loved her. Her whole body shook when my cock rubbed against her magic spot inside over and over.
Zoey screamed my name, shattering. I blew right after her with a loud roar.
“Don’t go home, stay with me.” I nuzzled her neck and then looked at her intently. “We’re a couple now, let’s figure this out together.”
“I can’t lose my job. Risk my license. I sacrificed years of my life. Don’t ask me to do that.”
I didn’t know what to say, my heart seized. I’d been so overwhelmingly happy having her back in my life, but how could I ask her to give everything up? It wasn’t just about her fitting into my life, I had to fit into hers. I was desperate to find a solution.
“I’ll fire the firm.” I reached for my phone. “Then there’s no conflict.”
“No! Ty, whether you fire the firm or stay, I’m facing the same ethical issue. It would be worse if you leave, it will bring all of the attention on me.” Zoey gestured frantically. “I don’t want this to be true. It’s killing me, but I have no choice but to deal with it. Alone.”
Ah, there it was. My mind screamed at me.
You’re not good enough for her, she’s found the perfect excuse to leave you again.
“You do have a choice. You’re just not choosing me. You’ll never choose me.” The words tumbled out of my lips before I could take them back.
“Ty, that’s not true. That’s not fair, you’re not listening to me.”
“You know what? Nothing about our relationship is fair. Do you know what is true? You call the shots, I just follow you around like a lovestruck puppy hoping you’ll keep me.” I was furious. “I’m never going to be enough for you. All I do is try to do things that will make you feel the same way I do. For nothing.”
“No! Babe! Stop! That is not true!” Zoey clung to me. But I held up my hand to stop her from saying anything else.
The sheets nearly ripped when I shot out of bed, angrily threw my things in my duffle bag, and stalked to the living room, leaving her sitting in bed, her mouth hanging open. A few minutes later she emerged, dressed in leggings and a T-shirt, wheeling her suitcase. We silently exited the room and rode the elevator down. Striding through the lobby, leaving Zoey in my wake, I handed the valet ticket to the attendant and waited, staring straight ahead behind my mirrored sunglasses. When my McLaren pulled up, I pulled out a couple of hundreds and shoved them into Zoey’s purse.
“Take a cab,” I
