Page 87 of Changing Lanes

“Stop it already. We both made poor choices. I know I did when I smacked Ava. I’m sorry. She give you a ton of shit over it?” she asks.

“Oh, yeah. But no one has ever deserved it as much as she did.” That brings a smile to her face as we chuckle.

“So, now what?” Her eyes are everywhere but on me. I nudge her chin, coaxing her to look at me.

“We’re okay. This hasn’t broken us, it’s another chapter. I’d like to go to his grave at some point.” Her eyes stray again. “If I can, would you go with me?”

“Yes, of course. You need to go.” She hesitates, and I wait. “I’m not sure I can have children now, Brannon. I need you to understand, I may have problems like my mother.”

“Well, then, we have a son and a daughter, we’ll be fine.” I search her eyes until it hits her that we really are gonna be okay. Leaning in, I wait for her acceptance and then I kiss her.

We spend the evening talking, trying to clear this hurdle completely. She answers my questions about the birth and loss of our son. Down to counting his fingers and toes. I hold her when she cries again, she holds me when I do.

“I’m afraid we won’t make it past this.” She frowns at her words.

“We will. With hard work and love, we’ll be fine.” I say as I wipe away her fallen tears. The biggest mistake people make is telling someone they forgive when they haven’t. If you’ve forgiven someone, move past it. If you say it but bring the mistake up with every disagreement, then you haven’t forgiven a damn thing.

Forgiveness can be easy to offer but hard to accept.

“So, I slept for two days, what does that mean?” Her brow is cock as she sits amazed.

“Probably means you’re tired. But don’t quote me on it.” Rolling her eyes, she hands me a bottle of water.

“You’re ridiculous. Does your mom know?” Torrie won’t look at me, she can’t evade everything.

I clear my throat to get her attention. “She does. She hurts for us.”

“I’m sorry.” She stares into the distance, thinking. Torrie will always feel guilty about this.

“Torrie, we’re okay. I love you just as much as I would if he were here with us. The only thing that’s changed here is the fact we have a child.” I smile at her with glassy eyes.

She leans in, running her cheek over mine. Grazing my nose with hers, she brushes her lips with mine. Her eyes on mine, burning me. I take her face in my hands, gazing into her eyes. Her tears run free, over and around my fingers.

I pull her closer to me, her skin on mine. Brushing her lips now with mine, I look for her acceptance. She closes her eyes, then opens them with the same burning desire as I have. I’m so in love with her, I hope she knows. In case she’s doubting me, I show her again.

Placing my lips on hers every so lightly, I press mine to hers. Praying she won’t let go, I hold tight to her. Starving for her, I raid her mouth with my tongue. Swirling and lapping at hers as if it were my life source. She breaks free from her self-serving defenses.

Laying her down, I cover her body with mine, our hands find purchase on every inch of flesh showing. Working for more skin to skin, I begin taking her clothes off as she works on mine. Kissing her, I work my way down her body. Small licks with every tender kiss.

“I think it’s time I take care of you,” she says as she pushes me off her.

“Oh, how’s that?” I smirk as she straddles me.

“I’m more of a show than tell kinda girl.” Bending to place her lips on mine.

She doesn’t stop there. Working her lips to the side of my mouth, she trails them over my chin to the bend of my neck. Lingering for a bit, she continues down my chest. Taking my nipple in her mouth, she lavishes it with her hot tongue.

Moving down over my abs, she places a sweet kiss on my navel. Then kisses just below it, getting my cock to jump. “Calm down, buddy. I’m on my way.” I chuckle, not wanting to. She kisses my pelvic bone, running her nails down each side of my body.

Her hot breath sweeps over the head of my cock, and I bite my lip. The tip of her tongue touches my shaft, again, it jumps and sways. Her touch cools the air on her wet lips, she licks them. and I go insane at the thought of having them on me.

Her hands wrap around me, sitting me up straight. She winks and bends over, her mouth covering me. She slides down me, hot and wet. Her tongue darting out to lick the base. Bringing her head up, she releases me from her mouth, swirling her tongue around me.

It cups me, making me hot and wet. Her perfect pout forming to kiss the head, she slides over it, sucking like a lollipop. The suction making it pop when she begins her descent over me again. Taking all she can, she bobs her head as I glide in and out of her mouth.

Her tongue swirling and caressing me from tip to base. Making me incredibly harder with every pass of her mouth. Smiling at me, her teeth are clenched around my tip. I didn’t think I could get harder but turns out, it’s possible.

She widens her tongue as she laps at the head, running down it once again. “Torrie, I’m going come.” Her fuckin’ wicked smile gets me every time, and I grasp the rug beneath me.