“Baby,” I panted, still coming.

He kept at me.

“Mickey,” I pleaded, not knowing why and still coming.

His grunts became physical things against the skin of my neck and my body started shuddering.

I was still coming as he spoke.

“You had it this good?” he growled in my ear.

“No,” I gasped.

“You ever had it this good, Amy?”

His question was about more than our fucking.

I gave him the truth.

“Never, Mickey,” I rasped.

His finger at my clit moved, his hand sliding up so he could wrap his arm around my belly, he drove me down on his cock and groaned against my neck, “Fuckin’ right, Amy.”

I kept coming through his orgasm because he had it grinding into me. Finally I started gliding, soft pants whispering past my lips and I felt Mickey coming down with me.

I shifted and he surprised me by ordering roughly, “Don’t move.”

I stilled.

He slid his knees between my legs, settled me in his lap, still connected, and lifted his arm to wrap it around my chest, holding me to him there and at my belly, his breath warm on the skin of my shoulder.

“I can’t give you much, but I can give you this,” he stated thickly.

“Mickey, no—” I started, his words cutting deep, their meaning that all he had to give was good orgasms very much not sitting well with me.

“Shut it, baby, and listen,” he said and since his tone was tender, I let the words slide and did as he asked.

“I made the decision to be my own man a long time ago but that man is based on the man my father taught me to be. I’m a provider. And it isn’t lost on you that I’m strugglin’ with the fact that I’ll never be in a position to provide for you.”

Oh God.

“Mi—”

His arms gave me a squeeze. “Amy, shut it.”

I closed my mouth.

“But I can give you this,” he said.

“You’re more than just a fuck, Mickey,” I snapped.

“Baby,” he shoved his face in my neck and tightened his arms around me, “feel.”

I felt Mickey holding me, Mickey all around me, Mickey inside me.

I still didn’t get it.

“Honey—”

He again cut me off, “Tonight, you gonna sleep alone?”

I closed my eyes and relaxed in his hold.

I got it.

He felt it.