The Book Of Me & You

"I Kept This Heart Of Mine Somewhere Good & Safe"

3 Days Later

Fiddling with his thumbs, he sighed, "I don't know why -"

Ken sat upright, shaking his head, "I think you do. You do know why, and your anger at Clementine doesn't just have to do with her staying in your home and destroying your sons toy." He rose a brow, "There's something deeper there... Like guilt." Folding his hands together, "You feel guilty about cheating on her again, and I think you're mad at yourself for doing it. So to absolve the guilt you're feeling, you're pushing that anger off onto Clementine and finding fault in her to justify yourself."

He scoffed at the accusation but lowered his eyes, knowing Dr. Fields was right but refusing to admit it, "I doubt that's the reason... I wasn't planning on cheating again -"

He shook his head again, putting a finger up to interrupt, "But you did. Intentional or not - cheating is cheating. You know this... Do you regret sleeping with Amy?" He stayed silent, pursing his lips at the question - his answer without words. He closed his eyes, leaning back in his chair, "Did you tell Clementine this?"

With a panted breath, she nodded and kissed him, "Mhmm" Taking steps back until her back hit the counter of the sink, and without hesitation hopped up on it, wrapping her arms around his neck, letting his hands roam her bare thighs as she worked his neck and whispered into his ear, "And last I checked, you liked that crazy girl... a lot..." biting the lobe and grasping the top of his wet curls as she brought his mouth level with hers and closed the space between them.

Nodding, he kissed her with need and used his left hand to spread her thighs apart, knowing she was dripping in anticipation for him like she always was. And he loved it. Feeling himself twitch, he moved his lips down her neck, sucking hard on one spot just below her ear as his thumb rubbed slow circles over her clit; her hardened nipples brushing against his bare chest as her breath sped up.

"We have to hurry," She whined but lacked conviction as her head dropped back against the mirror and her legs spread even further apart, needing more as her nails scrapped against his abs and a moan fell from her lips. Feeling himself twitch again at the sounds she was making, he angled his thumb higher and adjusted himself to slide his tip into her, sharing her moan. "Uhn!" She grunted, scooting further to let him fill her. But when he stopped and his hands stilled on her thighs, she lifted her eyes, "Why did you stop?"

Giving her right thigh a squeeze, he pursed his lips, "I'm out of condoms."

Shifting her hips, she giggled through a pant, "Just pull out then." Gripping his length with her hand, she guided it further into her, biting her lip in bliss, "Do not come inside me - got it?" Nodding quickly, he helped the process, flexing his hips to get deeper into her, and then dragging them back only to fill her up again, feeling her stretch to accommodate him at this new angle. "Oohh! Yes!" She chanted, grasping the counter with one hand, and clawing at his back with the other, "Uhn - Rick - mor -" her legs spread as far as they could go as he found his rhythm, continued to rub her bud, and flicked her nipples with his tongue, sending her over the edge.

He felt the build creeping up, and his hips kept going, driving faster; the sound of her thighs smacking against him and the counter was enough to make him blow. And seeing her breasts bounce feriously with each thrust made his breath go ragged. "I c-cant -" Trying to slip out, he gasped, "I need-" but she was clamping and spasming around him so tightly, he feared if he just removed himself completely, it might hurt him.

Holding in a breath, he stilled his hips and waited for her orgasm to complete before he removed himself, not prepared for her to reach out, grip him, and finish the job. "You're going to be the death of me," He rasped, biting his lip hard as her small hands pumped over him until he dropped his head back and released into her hands.