her thigh, he cupped her ass bringing her leg over his hip. He glanced between them watching his wet cock disappear inside her pussy. She held him within her. The pulse of her pussy gripped his cock unbearably. She was his woman, and in that moment he couldn’t even think of leaving her. Lily would always be the love of his life. He tightened his hold on her hips slamming inside her. The build of his climax shocked him. In the next instant his sperm was rushing out of the tip of his cock and washing inside her pussy. He knew she hadn’t reached her own release. Wayne pulled out of her then pressed a finger to her clit. He teased the bud, but her hand on his wrist stopped him. “I want to give you release,” he said. “No, I don’t want you to.” Wayne stared at her in shock. His fingers lay on her clit, not moving. “I want to give you this pleasure.” “I don’t want you to, Wayne . You’re keeping something from me. I can feel it.” “Let me give you this. Please.” He begged. This was his last chance to watch her come apart. She shook her head. Tears fell from her eyes. Wayne pulled his hand away pulling her close. He wrapped his arms around her. The connection between them had been broken, and he was the cause. He held her in his arms hoping he was wrong. She fell asleep without any sobs escaping her. He felt her silent tears on his chest. The pain pierced his soul at the depth of agony he’d caused. Tears fell from his own eyes. He kept her in his arms throughout the night. Wayne kissed her temple, and when the sun came up he pulled out of her arms. Her father had the two youngest kids for the night while Blake was staying at a friend’s. He knew she’d be alone in the morning, but he needed to do this now while he still had the strength. He stared down at the woman he’d fallen in love with all those years ago. Her body and face hadn’t aged a day. She looked so content and beautiful. The tracks from her tears distracted him from his thoughts. He didn’t bother to grab his clothes. There were enough items in his penthouse down town in the city. In his office he sat down and wrote a letter detailing what he intended to do. He spoke of his love and then placed it near the kettle in the kitchen. It was the only place he could bear to see her read it. He left the house then put a call through to Richard. “Hello,” Richard said. His friend sounded annoyed. “It’s Wayne . I just wanted to warn you that I’m going through with it today.” “Are you serious?” Richard asked. There was the sound of movement over the line. “Yes. I think Lily will phone Scarlet. Will you meet me afterwards at my old penthouse apartment?” Wayne asked. “Yes,” Richard said. There was silence between them. Wayne felt his friend’s disapproval all the way from where he lived uptown. “We’ll wait for her call,” Richard said before hanging up. Wayne pulled out the driveway without looking back. He knew he was making the right decision. He had to be.
Chapter Three
Lily woke up to silence. She opened her eyes and blinked against the morning sunshine pouring in from the open curtains of the window. After a stretch she got out of bed. She saw her negligee on the floor and put it on, then went in search of Wayne . When she knocked on his office door and got no answer she pushed it open to see the room was empty. She went through each room discovering it didn’t have Wayne . Frowning, she saw his car was gone and decided he’d popped out early. After brushing her hair with the brush she kept by the hall mirror, she went in search of the kettle. She knew Wayne loved his coffee, but she’d turned into more of a tea woman in the years since they’d married. The coffee still turned her stomach after all the kids. She went to the kettle and saw a letter with her name on laid up against it. A smile broke free. Wayne loved to leave her letters. She loved reading them. Once she filled