And another pulse went through her.
“You get me,” he stated.
“I don’t have an answer for all of that, sweetheart,” she confessed.
“I know,” he returned. “I don’t either. It’s one of those things in life. Something fucking sucks and something fucking awesome happens because of it. It makes no goddamn sense. But there it is.”
“Something fucking awesome?” she asked.
“Babe,” he growled. “Seriously?”
She did the lip pressing and big eyes thing at the same time.
Christ.
She stopped doing those and asked, “Are you done shouting and pacing?”
“I think so,” he answered.
She hesitated.
Then she moved.
And she hit him like a bullet.
He rocked back on a foot and wrapped his arms around her.
“Al—”
Her body hitched, and the sob exploded.
Oh Christ.
Fuck, but he’d fucked this.
He tightened his arms, dropped his lips to her hair and whispered, “Baby.”
She didn’t reply, didn’t take her face out of his chest, she held on and her frame shook with her emotion.
“I’m a dick,” he muttered.
“I’m s-sorry,” she sniveled into his chest. “This isn’t about me. B-but th-he last f-few days…they h-hurt.”
“I know, baby. I’m such a fucking asshole, pulling that shit on you.”
“B-but, I p-promised.”
“Promised what?”
“We’d end, and I’d b-be okay. W-we’d s-still be f-friends.”
“That was fucked up, sweetheart, and we both knew it. C’mon.” He gave her a squeeze. “We both knew it.”
“I didn’t know it.”
God-fucking-dammit.
“I’m such a fucking dick,” he bit off.
She tipped her head back, he lifted his and saw her face red, eyes swollen and wet.
Shit.
“You were dealing with stuff,” she said.
“You don’t jack your woman around when you’re dealing with stuff.”
“Probably not,” she allowed.
“Christ, Alex, definitely not.”
“Well, it’s not little shit you were dealing with,” she defended his treating her like shit.
“Babe, it could be the last few hours before the big meteor hits, I’m a dick to you, you call my ass on it, get me?”
She stared up at him.
Then she grabbed his head, brought his lips crashing down on hers, and her little tongue was dancing in his mouth.
The taste of her, even the tears on her lips, Rix couldn’t hack it.
He crushed her against him, took over the kiss…
This lasted a second before she tore from his arms.
He was confused half a second before he saw her running to the stairs.
He chased after her.
He caught her halfway up, whirled her, threw her over his shoulder, and her surprised “oof” scored through his dick.
He hit the top, got across the space, and tossed her on her back on the bed.
She recovered from the bounce pulling off her sweater.
He stood beside the bed and ripped off his Henley.
She was pushing her jeans down her legs while he finished with his belt.
Her pants hit the floor when his dick sprang free.
He barely had his jeans over his ass before his hips jerked because she’d latched on to his dick and was pulling him by it.
“Baby,” he growled.
He could tell by her face she wanted it in her mouth.
He wanted it somewhere else.
Fortunately, he was bigger and stronger than her.
She lost purchase when Rix twisted and landed on his ass in the bed.
Alex made a mew of protest.
He swung her to straddling him.
She instantly got with the program.
Their hands bumped when they both went to position him.
She pulled away first.
He pulled away when she bore down on him.
“God, fuck,” he groaned, reaching up to tug the band out of her ponytail.
She moved on him.
Her hair tumbled down.
He took a fistful of it and pulled it back.
She moved faster on him.
He yanked the cup of her bra down and sucked in her tit.
She moaned, her pussy convulsed, and now she was milking him.
He left her tit out, went to her mouth, and encouraged, “Go, baby. Fuck me.”
Alex wrapped her arms around him, eyes hot and wild, cunt hungry, and she fucked him.
Dazed and gorgeous, he nearly lost control when she breathed, “Rix.”
“Right here, honey.”
“You’ll never lose me.”
Then she arched deep and came in his lap.
Rix watched, got off on her beauty, grasped her hips and guided her to give him the same.
His neck was bent, face in her tits, her arms around his head, when he came down.
“I’m gonna clean up this time,” she said quietly.
He tipped his head back to refute that, but she got there before him.
“If you leave my bed, I’ll…”
She didn’t finish.
He felt his lips quirk. “You’ll what?”
“Be mad,” she stated firmly, and totally lamely.
“Couldn’t have that,” he muttered.
“Huh,” she huffed, pressed her lips to his, unfortunately giving him no tongue, then climbed off him.
He was still hard so he grunted at losing her.
But she quickly made her way to the bathroom.
He fell back and hitched up his jeans, tucking his cock in. He wasn’t big on losing her, but he had to admit, the handling and scrape on his slick, sensitive dick after having her back felt fucking great.
He didn’t bother doing up his jeans or even sitting up.
She came back, bra righted, and untangled her panties from her own jeans. She slid them up then climbed in bed with him.
Just his head raised, Rix watched all that.
He let it fall to the bed when she fell full body on him.
“We gotta practice your threats,” he teased.
“You didn’t move from my bed,” she pointed out.
“Right.”
He grinned.
He stopped grinning when he noticed her eyes were swollen.
He framed the side of her face and stroked under her eye with the pad of this thumb, and it was a groan when he said, “I’m sorry.”
Alex pressed into his hand, then dropped her head and shoved her face in his neck.
Rix curled his arms around her and shared, “It always keeps coming, Alex.”
“What does?”
He didn’t answer.
He gave orders.
“You need to call me on it. You need to get in my face. You need to shake my shit. You need to make certain I don’t fuck up again.”
“Rix—”
“And that’s not fair to you. That shouldn’t be yours.”
“But—”
“If I was whole, you wouldn’t have to deal with that kinda shit.”
Her body locked.
“From the beginning, I’m holding you back,” he continued, “when we both knew we were in deep. That was some stupid shit.”
“We need to go back to—”
“And it isn’t on. I don’t even wanna think about where your head was at the last coupla days. You threw a fucking surprise party for me, my folks came down, all my buds were here, and I walk out on you? Fuck.”