Chapter 61
Settling her thighs around his hips, he felt his c**k swell and asked himself for the hundredth time why he'd come. He hadn't been lying about needing to see for himself that she wasn't upset and suffering, but the fact remained that he didn't know why he still cared. Pulling on the ends of her belt, he loosened the knot and spread her robe wide, noting with a small surprise that she was wearing an old shirt of his. One he'd given her before he'd left for the coast. She'd said she couldn't sleep without him anymore, and so he'd given her his shirt to remind her of him.
At the time it had seemed like such an innocent thing, her not being able to sleep in her huge bed alone – he'd spent so many nights holding her through her pain that her bed had felt more like his than his
