He kissed her chin, her neck, and along her ear. “I want to make you feel so good. Come for me, Willow.” He moved faster and faster.
Her orgasm built quickly. The tightening, the way the tip of him touched so deep inside. Deeper and deeper. She dug her nails into his shoulders and came undone beneath him, gasping for air.
He gave a f inal thrust and exploded.
DAMN YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL
FIVE
Austin rested his forehead against her shoulder and pressed a kiss on her clavicle. “Let’s get you dressed.” He went to get up but she held him to her.
As soon as they dressed and left the cave, it would be back to reality. She wasn’t ready. “Austin, wait.” He lifted his head and looked at her, and she saw the love. It was easy to see, and that made her sad because he’d come clean and explained. She even understood to an extent, although understanding didn’t take away the many months of pain she’d felt. He’d still hurt her, even if he had good intentions.
“ What is it, Will?” He nuzzled her with his nose. It was cold against her skin and her flesh puckered with goose bumps.
She grabbed his face between her hands. “I—there’s some things I need to tell you.”
He gave her a quick kiss and stood, then pulled her to her feet slowly. “Damn, you’re beautiful.” He handed Willow her undies, dangled them from his finger. She grabbed them and slid them on, along with her bra. He picked up her pants and her sweater. They were covered in sand. She took them and shimmied into them while he dressed. “I’m listening,” he said as he zipped his pants.
“It’s…” Ugh, how did she say it ? The words. How did she make him understand what an amazing child Emma was and do it without sounding like she wanted something from him? “It’s… I— we have a child,” she finally blurted.
He was in the process on buttoning his shirt and froze. His brows crunched together and his lips tightened. “What do you mean?”
Willow huffed, tugging on her sweater. “It isn’t that hard to grasp. We were together. Nine months later I gave birth to a baby girl.” Her insides softened as she thought about her daughter. “And she’s wonderful, the most amazing child. A sweet disposition with a full head of dark curly hair, blue eyes, and the cute—”
“A child?” He pulled his tie over his head and tugged on his shoes. “You and me?” He grabbed hold of the blanket and shook it angrily , then folded it.
She sighed, feeling the awkward tension. There weren’t a lot of men in the world who would be excited to hear such news, that a summer fling had given him a child. But he’d said he loved her just now. So why was he mad? “I-I just thought you’d like to know, but if you aren’t interested, I’m not asking for anything.” She picked up the wine bottle and the glasses and clung to them.
Austin set the blanket down and went to work putting out the fire. After it was out and smoking, he turned to her, his eyes blazing. “I can’t fucking believe it. I never would’ve thought you were that kind of girl. I just told you I loved you. I just made love to you. Why would you lie? What’s the point? You had me.”
He kicked sand over the smoldering wood, picked up the blanket and left the cave.
Willow stood frozen, unable to comprehend what happened. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air. She tried to shake off the feeling of dread in her stomach, wrapped the red scarf around her neck, and followed him out.
Water had reached the entrance and her feet got wet. Dammit. He was walking quickly and had already reached the stairs. She jogged to catch up. When she reached him she put a hand on his lower back. “Austin. I’m not lying.”
He paused and turned, his features even more angry. Willow noticed the way his jaws were clenched and the flash of rage in the way he was breathing. “Bullshit.” He went back to stomping up the stairs.
Willow trailed after