Ever Enough (24 page)

She stood there unmoving, and biting her lip. It was then I realized that she was nervous. “I can’t.”

“You can, and you will.”

She shook her head. “No Finn, you don’t understand. I can’t.”

I stepped back towards her and tilted her chin up so she’d meet my eyes. “Talk to me Tiny Girl, why can’t you?”

“It’s been a long time since we were… you know? I’m older now and I don’t look the same. Plus my stomach is getting big. I just don’t want you to see me this way.” She turned away from me and walked to the other side of the bed.

She needed reassurance from me that I wanted her just the way that she was. In fact I’ve never wanted her more than I do right now. “We’re both older Em. And your pregnant body is even more beautiful to me. If anything, your body has only become better with time.” I didn’t want this to stop and I wasn’t going to let her push me away. Walking around the bed I moved to stand behind her.

“What if you don’t like what you see?”

“Impossible.” Leaning down, my nose moved down the outside of her ear and she shivered. “Please, let me see you.” I whispered. Reaching up I took the cover and moved it around to the front of her, letting it drop. She was naked. “Turn around Em.”

She slowly turned to face me. Her long blonde hair had fallen over her breasts but the rest of her was bared to me. I swallowed audibly. I reached up and gently brushed her long silky hair back so I could see all of her. Her breasts were larger than I remembered; probably a result of the pregnancy. They were definitely more than a handful now, nice and round with sweet, pert, pink nipples. My eyes traveled further down to her rounded stomach. Even though she was carrying another man’s child—a man that I had grown to despise—this child was a life. A life that was half her, and because of that I automatically felt love for it and would do anything to protect it. Moving my eyes even further south was the space between her legs. Surprisingly she was neatly groomed. I’m not sure what I’d been expecting, but surely at this stage in her pregnancy she wouldn’t be able to see around her stomach to take care of things. Yet here she stood, with a neatly trimmed patch of hair.

Em started shifting from side to side, her unease of being nude in front of me evident. It probably didn’t help that I was still fully clothed and so the playing field wasn’t even, so to speak. I needed to get her in bed and touch her again. I tried to speak as smoothly as I could without my words coming out as a command. “Lie down please Tiny Girl. I need to touch you.”

There was apprehension in her steps but she did as I asked. Lying flat on her back, she looked everywhere but at me. How on earth could she be this nervous to be with me like this? We’d been together many times before now. There had to be another reason for her nerves, and while that was something I would certainly address, the need to be near her was too much for me to focus on anything else. I stood next to the bed and I reached up to remove my shirt. Still not meeting my eyes but finally looking in my direction, she watched my movements. Her eyelids were half-mast and her pupils dilated. She didn’t have to tell me she wanted me, I could see it.

I crawled onto the bed and bent down over the top of her, my face a breath away from her lips. As if she knew what I asked of her, she nodded her head slightly, giving me permission to continue on my course. Coming down the rest of the way, my mouth met with hers, in an ever so subtle brushing of lips. I moved my mouth with hers in a slow movement, opening my mouth and running my tongue along the fullness of her lower lip. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and touched mine in greeting. Our kiss became more intimate and deeper, but it wasn’t the desperate mouth crushing kiss that we’d previously shared. I wanted to take my time with her—savor her.

Releasing her lower lip, I traveled down her neck, placing kisses in tender spots that I knew would elicit a moan. I wasn’t wrong and my cock jerked in response. Working down to the top of her breast, I let my tongue snake out to taste her delicious skin. I latched on her to nipple and flicked it with my tongue before releasing it. When I blew a soft breath on it, Em arched her back and her hand came up and fisted in my hair. Finally I was getting more of a response from her. She just needed a gentle push.

I moved over to her side and pushed her shoulder away from me. She rolled until she was facing away from me, and I ran my lips all over the soft skin of her shoulder nipping my way up to her neck. Goosebumps broke out all over her arms. I brought my hand around to the front of her and placed it on her stomach. She flinched.

“Relax Em.” I soothed into her ear. “I’ve got you.”

Her tense muscles slowly melted away in my hands as I continued to kiss her neck. When my hand shifted down to her inner thigh she opened slightly inviting me in. My fingers came up to her warm center and I could feel that she was soaking wet.

“So wet for me Tiny Girl.”

“Please Finn.” She softly pleaded.

I ran my index finger over her clit and she sighed. “Please what?”

Adding more pressure, I circled my finger around her.

“Please… touch me. More.” She turned her face toward her pillow.

Her wish was my command. I stopped my index finger circling and I moved it down to her entrance. I pushed inside of her and she gasped. I knew I hadn’t hurt her though. She was enjoying this too much. I used my thumb to put pressure back on her clit while I thrust two fingers inside of her. Her ass was pushing back against my cock and it felt so good. I wanted nothing more than to rip my pants off and shove myself into her, but I decided that this was going to be about her. Her body was starting to shiver and I knew she was getting close. I curled my fingers up a bit every time I pulled them out, making sure I was hitting that sweet spot.

“Oh my god, Finn! Please!” She was begging me for the release she was so close to finding earlier in this room without me.

“Take what you want from me, baby.” Her legs started to close on their own accord and I kicked my leg over the top of hers to help keep them open.

Her insides started quivering and I could feel her tightening around my fingers.

“Let go Em. Come for me. I want to feel it.” I bit down on her earlobe, and it was enough to send her over the edge. She cried out, muffling her scream into her pillow while I continued to dive deep inside of her. I held her as tight to my body as I possibly could without hurting her, helping her ride out her orgasm. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. She was so perfect, and what’s more, she didn’t even realize just how amazing she was.

As her body was coming down from its high, I slid my fingers out of her, causing her to shake again and sigh deeply. Em started to turn towards me leaning up to reach my lips. Her eyes were foggy, and I was happy that I was the one that had given her that look. Her small hand snaked around my neck as she pulled herself on top of me. Her naked breasts felt so good on my bare chest. It was quite the ‘thank you’ kiss she gave me. It wasn’t until I felt her other hand traveling down and getting a handful of my cock that I stopped kissing her back. She pulled her face away a bit looking questioningly at me.

“What’s the matter? Did I hurt you? Am I too heavy? I can move if I’m too heavy.”

Her adorable innocence stole my heart. “No, of course you’re not too heavy. You barely weigh one hundred pounds soaking wet! Don’t be ridiculous!” I reached down and removed her hand from my throbbing cock and laced my fingers with hers. “Tonight wasn’t about me. I wanted to make you feel good.”

“I don’t understand. You didn’t get to… umm… well, you know… finish.” Her cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink and she looked down.

“Look at me Tiny Girl.” Immediately her eyes met mine, “I don’t need to finish.” The hell I didn’t, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. “What you just let me do to you was more than I could have ever asked for. But I appreciate the concern.” I smiled at her.

“Finn, I know you have to be hurting. You’re aroused. Doesn’t it hurt if it isn’t taken care of?”

I let out a laugh. “Sometimes sure, but I’m fine though. Scouts honor.” I held up two fingers, the same two fingers that were inside her only minutes ago. Nice Finn… real nice!

She giggled. “You were never a scout.”

I shrugged my shoulders, “Eh, details.”

Smiling, she shook her head, her hair falling down around her shoulders. “So uh, is this umm…” She was struggling for words. “Is this going to be awkward now?”

My brows furrowed. “No, why would it be?”

Em sighed. “I don’t know. Isn’t it supposed to be when things like this happen?”

“Not unless we make it that way, and I don’t plan on doing that.”

“Hmm… alright.” She paused. “So what now?”

“Well, we could lay here and talk if you want.”

“I’d like that,” and she gave me the most dazzling smile.

Finn came back into my room with a glass of water. Earlier he’d noticed I was getting cold, so he got up and grabbed the blankets to cover me up. Sitting up holding the cover under my arms, I took a long drink of water, quenching my thirst.

“Mmm, thanks!” I set the cup down and scooted back down laying on my side, facing him.

“Welcome. So, when is your next appointment with Dr. Monroe? I can come pick you up from work and we can go together.”

“You don’t have to come with me Finn. They’re pretty boring anyway. They just take measurements, listen to the heartbeat, and then ask if I’m feeling okay before sending me on my merry way! Nothing you need to stop your day for.”

“I’m coming Em, no arguments. Just tell me when the appointment is.” His face was stern.

“Ok well if you insist. It’s tomorrow. Can you pick me up at noon?”

“Noon… got it!” He smirked at me like he’d just won a contest.

We were both silent for a short time, just looking at one another. He reached up and placed his palm on my cheek. I leaned into it.

“I’m going to be there for you and the baby Emilyn. I hope you know that.”

I opened and closed my mouth again, trying to think of how to phrase my next question without upsetting him. “I have to ask this question or else I’ll wonder.”

“Ask me anything.”

“Do you want to be there for us because you want to be, or because you feel responsible for what is going on in my life? Because if it is the latter, please don’t. I’ve already told you, it’s not your fault this happened.”

I watched his face carefully. He seemed to be trying to figure out how to answer. Hopefully it was a truthful one; but then again he hadn’t given me any reason to believe it would be anything but.

“I came here because I heard you were going through some things. The idea of being away from you when I could possibly help was something I couldn’t stomach. I came here because I
want
to be here with you. I asked you to move in with me because I
want
you to live here. I’m going to go to your appointments because I
want
to be there for you and this baby. Nothing I’m doing here is out of obligation.” He rolled over so he was leaning over the top of me. “I need you to listen to me when I say this. Are you hearing me?”

I nodded my head.

“Good. I’ll say this again and again until you believe it. I missed you Emilyn. I’m here to be with you. I’m not going anywhere, no matter what happens. Even if whatever happened between us tonight never happens again, I’m still going to be there for you. Whatever we have right now, and I’m not defining it because I’m not even sure what it is, it’s worth building on. Any crazy notion you have about me being here out of obligation needs to be squashed.”

There was nothing but truth in both his eyes and his voice. His sincerity was heartfelt. But I had more questions and I could tell he was reading the emotions flying across my face.

“What else is going on up here in this pretty little head?” He tapped his finger on my forehead.

“Hmm, well maybe a few things.”

“Shoot! Let’s just get everything out in the open now. I don’t want you walking around our house wondering things when I’m right here, and you can ask me anything.”

“Even if it brings up painful memories?” I was trying to force down the lump that was forming in my throat.

“What’s going on Tiny Girl? You look like you’re about to cry.” He leaned in and lightly kissed me. “I want us to talk about this stuff, even if it’s what happened back in high school. I gave you my explanation but I figured you probably had more questions.”