My Second Chance at Love

More skeletons (2)

Andrew’s POV…

I have to tell her every angle he can hit us at. I refuse to allow her to fall victim to him again.

“Emma, after Katy I started drinking hard. Really hard. With drinking came lots of s*x. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always liked s*x,” we’re still connected so I pump my hips up to remind her and she smiles at me so perfectly. “But the liquor made it worse. I wasn’t responsible and didn’t remember if I was. I hooked up with this chick twice. The second time I woke up to her husband holding a gun to my head. That’s eight months ago. Emma, baby I was a dog.”

“She lied. I pulled out my phone and showed him proof of where she lied and said she wasn’t married. He let me leave. Anyway about two months later she texts me on Snapchat and says she’s pregnant. Look, after Becca, I would do anything for a baby. I told her to have the baby and I’d keep it. She then said it was twins. I was all in. She told me when the appointment was. I had plane tickets. Then she sent me a picture from a abortion clinic.”

“Look I suck at this one. Here,” I hand her my phone. I saved all the messages. “Read what she did. She kept it going. She aborted the babies then she said she didn’t. Then she said she did. Zac swears she’s crazy and was lying.”

I hand her my phone and watch as she reads. Every few minutes I pump my hips earning me a smirk or a wink. I’m gonna f**k her again before we go to the bar and I hope her ex is there.

After about seven minutes she hands me my phone.

“Andrew, Zac is right. She’s lying. She was never pregnant. Stop sleeping with crazy girls.”

I pump her hard as hell this time and she moans. “I did. I started sleeping with you. You only have a crazy ex.” I wink at her.

I stand up, picking her up as I do, and my shorts fall down. I’m now naked and she kicks off her pants. I’m still inside her and she starts wiggling and circling her hips.

“Emma, baby, I wanna take my time. Don’t rush me. Please baby let me take my time.”

She wraps her legs around me and begins to nibble on my ear. “Sure Andrew. Take your time but know that I love the way you get me off. I love how you make me crazy and I love how your d**k fits inside me. We’re a perfect fit.” She accentuates this by using her legs to grind hard on me. She sure is saying she loves a lot about me lately. My heat is starting to swell a little.

“No Emma, we don’t fit perfect. We fit tight. You’re tight and I’m big. Let’s see how that works for us.” With that I take my favorite girl upstairs. I lay her down with my d**k still inside her. I pull her shirt up and rub her perfect t**s. She’s moaning and throwing her hips up at me. Damn she’s fine. She really was designed just for me. We were made for each other.

She stops flailing and grabs my ears. She pulls me to her. “I don’t give a damn what Rob says. The thing is, I trust you. You’ve told me the truth every single time. You haven’t hidden stuff even if it hurt or made you look bad. He has never been honest with me. Ever. I’ll always come to you first. No matter what he brings. No matter what he says. Andrew, I trust you fully.” Oh s**t.

With that I start to really take her. I’m wanting to go slow but I just can’t. I stop when I remember that she still has on clothes. I pull out of her and pull her panties off the rest of the way and then remove her bra and shirt. I start sucking her breasts and tonging her n*****s then I ram back into her. I’m pumping into her like crazy and she’s loving it. I put her left leg over my shoulder, picking up her ass. I wrap her right leg around my waist. Her weight is on her shoulders. She’s suspended by my d**k.

Her p***y is clamping down on me like it’s gonna suck the come out of me. She begins to moan and I’m so damn close. I start to rub her c**t and she’s lost in her orgasm. I’m lost in her. I’m just watching her and she is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Her breasts are pushed up and out and her head is tilted back. I’m using my weight through my d**k to hold her in place while she rides it out and I’m just watching. Her stomach is tight and her legs have clamped. Her hips are riding me and grinding me. I rub a breast softly and whisper, “I’d do anything for you Emma.” As soon as she begins to loosen back up I’m thrusting again. I don’t want her to come down all the way. It worked.

She quickens back up. She’s on the brink of shattering again. This time I’m going too. She’s gasping and staring at me. It’s like she is staring into my soul. I want to look at her body and memorize every inch of her but the eye contact is beyond intimate. I continue and add a hard grind at the end of every thrust. Both of my hands are busy, one on her breast and one under her ass supporting her weight. Her hands are on my inner thighs squeezing me. She’s still staring at me and I bust. I can’t hold out anymore. I’m coming so damn hard from the pure intimacy of the moment that I am surprised when I feel her coming too. She’s squeezing me and scratching my thighs lightly.

We never broke eye contact. This is seriously the most intimate I’ve ever been in my life. I slowly relax her hips and legs while rolling us onto our sides. We’re now facing each other and breathing each other in. She’s smiling at me and I realize I’m smiling at her. I kiss her lightly and she exhales in pure contentment. We’re still joined and I’ve woven our fingers together. Her top leg is hoisted over my hips. I’m kissing her fingers when she finally breaks eye contact and stares at the bite scar on my shoulder.

She begins to trace it. Her eyes pop up to mine again. “Andrew, I swear I’ll never do anything to break your trust. I’ll never hit you or hurt you. I am so tired of arguing and fighting. I promise I don’t want that. If we stay together, I promise not to fight and argue with you. I promise I’ll always be your peace not your turmoil.”

I’ve never been so blindsided by a statement in my life. It’s like she knew exactly what I needed. I needed to know that I’d never have to fight for a relationship again. She’s giving me that. For that, I love her more than I did. I love her more than I thought I loved Katy and I love her more that the little boy in me loves his mom. With that, she became the number one priority in my life.

“Emma, I want to take you to dinner, then we’ve got a meet up to go to. I’m gonna f**k up Rob’s night. I promise you I won’t hit him but I’m gonna piss him off and provoke the hell out of him. Okay?”

She smiled at me so proudly, “good.”