Seeing that Charlotte is in pain from the bump on her head, I pick her up in my arms and carry her into our bedroom, lying on the king bed in the middle of the room. I quickly shuck my jacket to the floor and after wrapping a throw around her, I tug her into my arms.

“I hate that I have to tell you this because I don’t want it touching us anymore, but you need to know that I’ve discovered Emma has been spreading lies.”

“What?” she rolls to face me.

“Apparently, she’s telling everyone I’ve left her because she’s pregnant with my baby. According to her, I don’t want children so I dumped her and found you to replace her… She’s being childish and I’m pissed.”

“She seemed okay when she left here. I mean, I did notice how quickly she changed her tune, but…but…”

“I know. I believe the majority of folk know the truth, but some prefer to believe her. I was pissed, and worried about you.” I sigh. “But then I came home and ended up hurting you when I really wanted to wring her fucking neck.”

“Breathe for a minute,” she suggests, leaning up and brushing a soft kiss across my lips. “Although I do have a bit of a headache, I’m okay...and for the last time, it was an accident. Can we please move past it? Please?”

“I’m sounding like a broken record, huh?” I cup one side of her face. “I love you Charlotte, and I’ll always cherish you. It made me feel sick when I hurt you.”

“I love you too.” Smiling softly, she adds, “What are we going to do about Emma?”

“I’m going to talk to her after Christmas.”

“What if word gets around that you aren’t the father, then wouldn’t the man who she’s been seeing behind your back come forward to claim his child?”

“You’d think so, but not everyone does the right thing…especially when there’s the responsibility of a child involved.”

“I hope she finds her happiness, Tanner.” Cradled in my arms, Charlotte rests her face against my chest and very slowly her breathing becomes even, telling me she’s asleep.

She worries me slightly with the bruise on her forehead. But I’m guessing a couple of hours nap won’t hurt her, especially if I’m here beside her.

Placing a gentle kiss to the mark, regret heavy in my heart, I settle against her. I screwed up badly today and I still feel sick about it. The woman in my arms deserves to be loved and cherished and I’m going to spend the rest of my life doing just that.

* * *

Charlotte’s slept in my arms for a couple of hours and just having her close, trusting me in this way is humbling, especially when I’m still kicking myself for hurting her. The bruising on her forehead looks painful and has darkened while she slept.

A smile slips across her lips just before she wiggles closer, her breath teasing across my skin as she moans. Her hands slip down into the back of my jeans and when her nails drag across my ass, my dick goes hard as rock.

“Mmm, you feel so good against me,” she murmurs, pressing her softness against my hardness. “Make love to me, Tanner.” Nuzzling with her mouth against my chest, she bites down on a nipple.

I catch my breath as arousal slams into me, sending precum tingling along the length of my cock before it pools on the tip, wetting my shorts. Inhaling sharply, she quickly slips a hand into the front of my jeans, wrapping her fingers around my shaft. “The only place I’m hurting right now is between my legs.”

The hand she’s slowly stroking me with feels amazing and wanting Charlotte to feel the same, I reluctantly remove her hand and roll her to her back. Hovering above, I grin at the beautiful woman. My beautiful woman. “I’m going to make slow love to you, and I’m not going to enter you until you’re begging me to.”

Her eyes heat at my words and then she smirks. “That’s probably going to be in about two seconds.”

I settle my hips between Charlotte’s spread thighs and hiss when she arches up, rubbing against the full length of me.

“Get,” she pants, “us both naked. Now.”

“Yes.” I quickly tug her clothes from her body as I scramble to my feet. I don’t move my eyes from her while licking my lips. Her breasts are round and firm with the thick, cherry nipples just begging for my mouth.

“Tanner,” she moans, “clothes.”

“Hmm,” I mumble, absentmindedly. “I know exactly where I’m going to feast first.” I smirk without moving my gaze from between her legs.

She writhes under my gaze, her legs twitching as I quickly strip, wrapping a fist around my straining erection.

“Oh, that’s really hot.” She gently cups her breasts. “Keep stroking.”

Moving closer to the bed, I widen my stance and slowly stroke my swollen dick. It’s ten times hotter watching her while I jerk my own chain, but what nearly has me busting a nut is when she spreads her legs and starts rubbing and pinching her nipples.

Precum spills in a constant stream as I thicken into a rod of steel. It aches in a delicious way but, as much as this is turning me on, I need to feel her wetness wrapped around me. I need to feel her warmth and tightness hugging me.

Growling, I kneel on the bed and force my hand away from my flesh before dropping to my stomach and burying my face in her mound. I inhale, dipping my tongue into her wet folds. Her legs quiver as I lick back and forth between her swollen lips, and then I dip my tongue inside her—my eyes roll and my dick jerks at the excitement I’m tasting on my tongue.

Charlotte grabs my hair, rubbing herself on my face as she gets closer to her orgasm. I can feel my own rushing forward, despite planning to bring her off on my face. That doesn’t work out as I spring up the bed, my dick finding it’s home as I bury it balls deep, feeling her sheath tighten, enclosing me.

“I love you,” I whisper, lapping at a begging nipple.

She holds me against her while I lap at the delicious flesh of her breasts, arching and straining. I finally give her what she begs for and slowly pull all the way out to the tip before sliding back inside just as slow.

She gasps and when I feel the gentle contractions around my cock, I can’t hold back any longer. As I spill deep inside her, she grabs hold of me tightly while she shakes and trembles in my arms. Her pussy ripples around me, going on and on. The pleasure so intense that my eyes cross and even when Charlotte goes limp beneath me, my cock spills one last time.

Completely wiped out, I collapse on top of her, breathing heavily into her neck. Her hands stroke back and forth on my hips and although I know I’m too heavy, I can’t bring myself to move. It would mean that I had to pull my cock free from the wet warmth it’s currently nestled in.

“I need to move,” I whisper, still going nowhere.

“I like you exactly where you are,” she counters, biting my shoulder. “I love feeling your weight on me, and the feel of you growing inside of me; it turns me on—makes me feel good.”

Breathing heavily, I lift my face and meet her satisfied grin, resting my forehead against hers. “I love being like this with you. Not just the sex, which is phenomenal,” I grin and place a soft kiss to her lips, “but holding you, knowing you’re mine. Knowing there could be a growing bean inside of you.” I kiss the tip of her nose and move onto her sweet lips.

“I’m going to let you in on something.” I smile. “I’m hoping you are pregnant. The thought of you round with my child is a huge turn on.” I wiggle my hips and watch at her eyelids flutter. “Mmm, and I’m betting these beauties,” I cover her breasts with my hands and squeeze, “will double in size.”

Her eyes widen at that comment and I start laughing.

“They better not double in size. They’re big enough as it is.”

I rub my thumbs over her tight nipples and delight when she moans, trembling under me. “I think someone is primed for round two.”

“I don’t think I’m the only one,” she counters, squeezing her internal muscles around me.

Catching me off guard, she rolls me onto my back. We stay connected as she sits up and rolls her hips. “It’s my turn to take you.”

“God!” I snap my eyes shut before I come, embarrassing myself.

“Watch me,” she begs, undulating on my hard cock.

My eyes open and I watch as her body takes mine, her breasts swaying and bouncing with the way she’s moving on my flesh.

I grab her hips, moving with her. I see stars and everything disappears, except for this hot, ass woman riding me.