Chapter 196 Missing her

Chapter 196 Missing her
I smiled. "Why not?" 
He smiled back, and this time, he turned on the engine. 
"How come you're renting an apartment?" I asked him. He glanced at me for a second, then sighed. 
"I had a nice house in Santa Monica. To be accurate, I just sold it." 
"Why?" I asked, even though I suspected I already knew the answer. 
He shrugged. "Because Carla lived there with me. Everything reminded me of her, so I couldn't continue living there." 
I nodded, not wanting to pry further or imagine him with Carla. I didn't want to ruin our date. 
"So, are you rich again?" I asked playfully after he parked his car. He smiled. 
"I plan to look for a house that's suitable for a family." He moved closer. "But yes, I can say that I’m rich again." 
I laughed with him, then he got out of the car and, like a gentleman, helped me out. I followed him inside the building and looked around in surprise when we entered the apartment. 
The apartment was lovely and modern. It was furnished, and all the furniture looked brand new. The condo was clean and neat, likely due to the tenant's infrequent occupancy. 
"Do you live here?" I asked Spencer as I sat down on the sofa. 
He smiled. "Yes, but most of the time I’m at the office, or with Ellie and you. I have a cleaner come by once a week, but she often wonders how I manage to keep things so clean." He laughed. 
I remembered that he had never liked a mess. Even though he was accustomed to having staff around to clean up, he preferred to be tidy. 
He poured me a glass of wine, but he paused when he saw me staring at it. 
"What is it, Cora? Don't you like it?" 
I smiled. "I think I still like it. I haven't drunk alcohol for years." 
He frowned. "How come? You used to enjoy drinking," he said, and I tried to hide my feelings behind a smile. I didn’t want to tell him that, even if I wanted to drink, I couldn’t afford it. 
"I have Ellie," I said, which made Spencer’s expression change instantly as if he realised it was an inappropriate question. 
"Would you like something else?" he asked, but I shook my head. 
"I don't think a glass of wine would do any harm." 
He poured a small amount into his glass, and we both took a sip. It tasted nice.
However, the silence became awkward, and we both laughed. He placed his glass on the table and took mine as well. His excitement was evident as he leaned in to kiss me.
We kissed for a long time, both of us breathing heavily when he finally broke the kiss.
"Cora, I want you so much," he whispered, as if he had almost lost control and sought permission.
I smiled at him and leaned closer to kiss him again. His hand slipped down to pull me onto his lap, and feeling his erection just turned me on more. 
Soon, he stood up with me and carried me into his bedroom. It felt like I was moving back in time as he got over me and pulled my dress down. He took his shirt off and continued kissing me while he got between my legs. Soon, he took his jeans off and removed my bra. Feeling his hot breath on my nipples like before made me almost lose my mind. 
However, this time he didn't play with me too long. Spencer removed my thong and buried his head on my lap. My entire body tensed when his tongue found my clit, and it only took me about a minute to orgasm. 
Spencer moved up after I calmed down, and continued kissing me while he got his stiff cock out of his boxers and positioned it to my entrance. With one thrust, he pushed his entire length inside me, which made both of us moan. However, it seemed like giving birth didn't make me a loser, as even if feeling him inside me was something phenomenal, it also brought me some slight pain. He probably noticed it, as he stopped, and there was a slight worry on his face. Before he could ask anything, I smiled at him and pulled his head closer to kiss him. He kissed me back but did not move for a little while.
When I started to move my hips, he began to thrust in me slowly, and after a few seconds, I felt no pain at all. 
We didn’t play with each other this time; instead, we got completely lost in each other, as if we had both returned home after a long time.
We made love like never before. His every movement reassured me that he treasures me and loves me deeply.
Just after I orgasmed again, he also reached his climax, and even if I wouldn't have minded to get pregnant again from him, he pulled his cock out of me, and let his seeds bathe my flat belly.
After a quick cleanup, he collapsed beside me and held me tightly as we both tried to catch our breath.
"I love you, Cora. You have no idea how deeply I am in love with you," he whispered, bringing a sense of peace to my troubled heart. 
"I love you too, Spencer," I replied softly. 
For a long time, we held each other in silence. But as I began to feel tired, my motherly instincts kicked in. I started to think about how Ellie was doing. I wondered if Mom could put her to sleep easily. I wondered if Ellie missed me.
When Spencer covered us up, I looked at him apologetically. 
"Spencer, I'm sorry to say this, but I think I should go back home."
He looked at me in disbelief. "What? Why?"
I smiled gently. "I would love to sleep here with you, but I miss Ellie."
"But she's with Mom. I'm sure she's in good hands."
"I know, but she's gotten used to waking up and seeing me."
He sighed and got up.
"Get dressed then. I'll take you home," he said with a smile. I smiled back and quickly got dressed. I wasn’t surprised to see him grab some clean clothes and put them in a suitcase. He also took out a fresh set of suits and looked at me.
"Are you ready?"
I nodded. After Spencer packed his things into the car, he sat next to me, and we drove back home.
When we entered the house, it was quiet and dark. I rushed to my bedroom and found Ellie sleeping soundly. Mum had the baby monitor on so she could hear and watch Ellie when needed. After making sure that Ellie was comfortable, we undressed and climbed into bed as well. Spencer embraced me, just like he used to, and, feeling calm, I drifted off to sleep.