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The Ex Games 2 (The Ex Games #2) Page 12
Author: J.S. Cooper

“What?” My jaw dropped open and I froze.

“Let me love you, Katie.” His thumb grazed my butt hole and I jumped.

“I don’t know.” I shook my head and turned to look at his face. I watched as he took his thumb and sucked it. Then he lowered it back to my ass**le and rubbed it gently. He rubbed my ass**le and then down to my clit and back. My legs buckled every time he touched my clit and my nerves were on high alert as his thumb trailed back and forth. I didn’t say anything as he continued teasing me. He then reached his fingers in-between my legs and his fingers played with my clit before entering me. I groaned as I felt a small orgasm shake my body. He withdrew his fingers and rubbed his c**k with my juices. He pushed me forward and rubbed the tip of his c**k along my slit to my butthole. I groaned as his c**k rubbed against my clit and I pushed back into him, hoping he would enter me.

“Hold on, sweetpea.” He kept teasing me and then I felt the tip of him at the other entry. I froze as he slowly entered me. It was a weird and different feeling. I felt strangely aroused by the feel of him in a place I’d never had a man before. He groaned as he slid into me slowly.

“Fuck, it’s so tight.” He muttered and I felt myself grow wetter at how turned on he sounded. “Oh, Katie. Fuck. I’m going to cum.” He moved faster and faster and I gripped the bedsheets as he stole my anal cherry.

“Oh, Katie.” He shouted my name as he pulled out of me and entered my pu**y again. “Oh, f**k.” He groaned as he slammed into me, his fingers holding my hips tightly against him as he f**ked me hard. “Oh, yes.” His body shuddered as he came hard and fast, pulling out of me and spilling his cum on my ass and legs. I collapsed flat on the bed and he pulled me into his arms as he spooned me. I fell asleep with a small smile on my face, feeling sore and happy. He never had sex with Maria, I sang to myself, he can’t love her if they never had sex. And then I fell asleep.

The phone rang and woke me up, but I didn’t open my eyes. I felt content and happy as I lay in his bed. I was hopeful for the future now. Maybe we really had a chance. I had given myself to him freely and let him do things to me that I would never have let anyone else do that I didn’t trust. Deep in my heart I knew that everything was going to be okay. Everything had worked out for the best. My perfectly orchestrated idea had gone according to plan.

“Maria, what’s going on?” He whispered into the phone and I peeked at him through my lashes. “No, I’m not busy.” His words hurt me as I lay there, but I tried not to feel jealous. He didn’t love her, he hadn’t even slept with her, I had nothing to be jealous of. I had just given myself to him, trusted him, he would do the right thing.

“What happened to Harry?” His voice was sharp. “Oh my God.” He gasped. “No, it’s okay. I’m the boss. I’ll explain. I’ll be on the first plane home. Just tell him that daddy is on the way. Give him a big hug and kiss from me.” And then he hung up. I sat up then, my heart beating and my head pounding.

“What’s going on?” I spoke up and he looked at me in surprise.

“I’ve got to go. My son is in the hospital.”

“Your son?” My face paled as I stared at him.

“Yes, my son.” He turned away from me and started pulling on clothes.

“I don’t understand.” I spoke softly, but I wanted to scream, I thought you told me you never had sex with her.

“What don’t you understand?” His voice was annoyed. “I’m not a monk. I had sex. I wasn’t wearing a condom. My sperm swam. I now have a child.”

“But you said...” My words drifted off as he threw my dress at me.

“Get ready. We have to leave.” He walked out of the room and I stood up slowly, my heart breaking and my ass**le a sore reminder of how once again he had screwed me over. I pulled on my dress and my shoes slowly. I felt numb inside and out. This was worse than before. This time I felt like I would never get over the pain. I was forever ruined by this man, this man that I both loved and hated.

“Come on, Katie.” He called out to me from the front door. “Let’s go.”

He drove me back to the hotel in silence and I jumped out of the car in a hurry, feeling like the world was about to end.

“Thanks for last night, Katie.” He called out to me as I walked away. “It meant a lot to me.” I increased my pace as I hurried into the hotel and it took everything in me to not turn around and tell him to f**k off when he told me he would call me.

Chapter 4

Meg felt awful that I had stayed in San Francisco because of her losing her job. She knew as soon as I arrived back looking like the creature from the blue lagoon that something was wrong. My eyes were bloodshot and I hadn’t even bothered combing my hair. I knew that I looked like a mess on the airplane, but I just didn’t care. As I walked into the apartment and collapsed onto the floor in tears, I felt like my life was over. I’d only felt this way twice before, and both of those heartbreaks had been due to Brandon as well.

“Oh my God, Katie.” Meg ran into the living room and fell to the floor to hold me. “What’s wrong?”

“It was horrible.” I sobbed. “Worse that I thought it was going to be.”

“So he recognized you?” Meg’s eyes looked worried.

“Yes.” I nodded. “Right away.”

“That’s good then, right?”

“He was going to propose to me.” I cried, the tears escaping me fast and furiously now as my body shook.

“What?” Meg looked shocked. “This weekend?”

“No, silly.” I stopped crying long enough to laugh for a few seconds. “He was going to propose the Christmas we broke up.”

“Oh, wow. I’m sorry, Katie.” She hugged me close to her. “That must have been hard to hear.”

“I slept with him.” I burst out. “And it was wonderful and I thought he still loved me, but I don’t know that he ever really did.”

“What? Of course he loved you.”

“He’s engaged.” I jumped up and hit my hands against the wall. “He’s engaged and I still slept with him. I feel so dirty. I can’t believe I let him hurt me like this again.”

“It’s not your fault.” Meg didn’t try to stop me from hitting the wall, but rather she stood there waiting for the moment she needed to hug me again. “Did you tell him about… you know?” Her voice trailed off, and her words ignited more pain in my chest. A pain that had been long buried and we never spoke about. I shook my head slightly and turned towards her.

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