Hustle Him (Bank Shot Romance #2)(28)
Author: Jennifer Foor

She slid off the couch and got down on her knees. Her hands were on the buttons to my pants and I lifted up so that she could pull everything off. I think Vessa was shocked when she saw me fully erect. Her eyes got big for a second, before she stood up and wiggled out of her pants. Her pu**y felt smooth, but to see it all shaved was another thing all together. I reached my hand out and slipped two fingers inside of her folds again. Once I got my finger inside, I used it to pull her closer to me.

“You’re so ready for me, aren’t you?”

Vessa got this look on her face that seemed almost ornery. “I’ve never wanted someone this much.” She climbed back up onto my lap and let her own juices lubricate the tip of my shaft. If I said that the very first thrust wasn’t one of the best feelings of my life, I’d be lying. It took everything I had not to prematurely ejaculate.

I wanted it to last, but was too damn turned on to be in control. The more Vessa moved, the closer I was to finishing. “You have to slow down. I’m never going to be able to pull out in time.”

“I can’t help it. Kiss me, Ramsey. Please kiss me.”

While our tongues began to mingle again, I pulled her ass into each of her thrusts. Her tits bounced up and down with every movement. It forced me to close my eyes, because it turned me on too much. She leaned in closer to me, letting her hard ni**les drag over my own chest. Her nails ran up and down my sides and then back around my neck. With one arm holding on to my shoulder, she leaned the other back and started riding me like a bull rider.

It was in that instant where I finally lost control. My senses went awry and I was overcome by my explosive release. I held Vessa still until I was able to regain some composure. She giggled and let her head fall into my chest. Her fingernails tickled my arms as she moved them up and down. I kissed the top of her head and wrapped my arms around her back. I’d prevented myself from experiencing this for too long. Jules would want me to live, I knew she would have. It was just so much easier said then done.

Until the night Vessa came into my life. I didn’t believe in fate, but it was a damn strange coincidence that a car accident took away my family and a car accident made me meet Vessa. I knew I could fight my feelings until I was blue in the face. It wouldn’t do me any good when the lines had already been crossed. I couldn’t fight my feelings for her anymore. She’d put herself out there for me. She’d seen the darkest part of me and didn’t run away. I needed her.

About an hour had passed and we were still wrapped in each other’s arms on the couch. I shouldn’t have been doing it, but my mind did go back to Jules a couple of times. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen with my current situation. I wanted to get to know her, but it was impossible for me to let go. As happy as I was lying there with her in my arms, I had to consider how much it would hurt her if I could never move on. It wasn’t just Vessa. She came with two kids. It terrified me to think about hurting all of them if I couldn’t handle the relationship. Those kids were already hurting from the damage their father had done.

Vessa adjusted her body and I loosened my hold on her. She leaned in to kiss me, but backed away when I didn’t respond the way she expected. “Are you okay?”

I ran my hand over her blonde hair. “I think we shouldn’t have rushed into this.”

She sat straight up and covered her body with her hands. “I thought…we just…”

“I know. I’m trying to wrap my mind around what just happened.” Right away, I could tell that it hurt her feelings. She climbed off the couch and started looking for her clothes, before walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind her. I walked up to the door and knocked on it. The sound of sniffles was all I could hear. “Vessa, let me explain.”

“I think you said enough. Why didn’t you just let me leave? I’ve never done anything like that before. You’re the only man I’ve been with besides my husband. I feel like you used me.”

“You know it’s not like that. I told you from the beginning that I was a shitty friend.”

The door swung open and Vessa stood there with an angry look on her face. “You didn’t have to run out to my car earlier. You can’t keep making excuses for your actions, Ramsey. Obviously your dick was ready to be my friend.”

It sounded so dirty coming out of her mouth. “Don’t talk like that. You know it wasn’t like that. I was emotional and let my feelings take over. I never said that I didn’t want to be with you. All I’m saying is that I don’t know if I’m ready to jump into a relationship with a married woman that has two kids.” It came out wrong. I wanted to take it back, but when Vessa went running for the front door for a second time, I just stood there watching her leave.

Sure, I could have run after her and promised her that things between us would work out, but I’d be lying. My heart was being ripped apart and I couldn’t let her in until I knew where I wanted to be. It wasn’t fair to either of us. So, instead of running after her, or calling her, I just stood there watching her drive away.

I didn’t sleep at all that night and when morning came, I was determined on what I needed to do. For the longest time, I’d shut out my family because I couldn’t face them. I wanted to call and check on Vessa, but the damage was done and giving her false hope wasn’t the answer to my problems. She was better off thinking that I didn’t want her.

The drive to the cemetery was long and quiet. I stopped by the florist and bought two bouquets of daisies. When I pulled up at the gravesite, I couldn’t seem to get out of the car. I eventually had to force myself to do it. Fresh flowers had recently been put in both of my girls headstones. I knew it was probably my in-laws, since they made it a point to stop by every Sunday after church. I traced Jules name on the headstone and sat down between the two of them.

I had so much to say to them. It all seemed so easy on my drive there, but sitting in front of those headstones made it all seem real. I felt like I was giving up on them by accepting their deaths. I thought about my sweet little girl and how her hands felt so soft when they held mine. I remember tracing the wrinkles in her skin when she was a baby. I even got choked up thinking about the first time I saw her beautiful smile.

We loved our little girl so much. There wasn’t anything in the world that I wouldn’t have done for her. I put my flowers in with the other ones and traced Katie’s name with my fingers. My eyes burned just thinking about her tiny body being in the ground underneath of me. The only good thing being the fact that they were both buried together. I couldn’t have them laid to rest apart from each other. They died together and they needed to be laid to rest that way.