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“That sucks so much.” She kissed the corner of my mouth, and I tasted her tears of sympathy. She tangled her fingers in my hair, loosening my pony, and I did the same to her braid. “I’d like us to make love, honey.” She gazed into my eyes. “We haven’t since our last night on the island.”
My heart sang on hearing her words. “I didn’t wanna rush you. After the shock of Ramos and you remembering about your uncle.”
She wriggled off my lap and pulled me to my feet. “I need you inside me. I need you to make me feel like a woman and not an abused little girl.”
“Oh, baby. You’re so brave. I’m fucking proud of you.”
Our hands linked, we ran inside and up to our bedroom. I lifted her and laid her on the bed. Then I climbed over her to extend her neck and suck and bite my way up to her chin.
She writhed her body beneath me. “Oh, Pierce…”
I kissed her, kissed her until we were both breathless. I traced my thumb over her cheek and along her heart-shaped face, looking down at her. “I love you so much, Hayley. You give me all I could ever want,” I sang the words of my song. “Life and the universe are never fair. But my love will be constant.”
“I love, love, love you.” She parted her lips so I could slip my tongue into her mouth. Without detaching myself from her, I pulled off our clothes and spread her legs wide. And I didn’t stop kissing her. Not when I was sliding into her. Not when I was thrusting. I kept my lips fused with hers, and I took her mouth with the same passion as I took her pussy.
Skin to skin, I covered every inch of her. “Can you feel me, baby? Can you feel me in your heart, in your mind, in your body and in your soul?”
“Yes. Yes. Yes!!!”
We kept on kissing, kissing away our pain as our bodies rocked. My thrusts were deep, and she clenched around me. My hips pumped faster, my hand reaching between us to rub at her clit.
She came with a trembling moan. “Ahh!!!” I wasn’t far behind. My cock spasmed and then filled her with my cum.
Still inside her, I rested my forehead on hers. Our sweat mingled, her breath became my breath and our hearts beat as one.
She smoothed the hair back from my brow. “You need closure with your dad, honey.”
“I know…”
She gazed into my eyes. “There are twins on both sides of our families. My auntie’s and your sister’s. Do you think that increases the chances of us having twins as well?”
I laughed a belly laugh. “As long as they’re both girls and look like their beautiful mother, I’d be the happiest man alive.”Chapter 29HayleyTwo weeks after our trip to Portland, Joe, Pierce, and I were flying Business Class to London.
Our overnight flight had taken off in the late afternoon, and now I was lying in my reclining seat, trying to get some sleep. Problem was, I couldn’t stop thinking about what had gone down in recent days, and what might happen when we arrived in England.
I swept my gaze over Pierce, sleeping next to me like he didn’t have a care in the world. Jake had done what he could to limit the damage caused by Pierce’s dad. But, ultimately, Pierce had decided to suck it up. “I’m sick of hiding my past,” he’d told me. “Dad won’t have any leverage over me now, and it feels kinda liberating.” I reached across and brushed a kiss to Pierce’s clean-shaven cheek. He stirred slightly, then relaxed back into a deep sleep within seconds.
Yesterday, he’d insisted I cut his hair short. Said it would make him less recognizable when we were in his hometown. I’d argued that I loved his rocker mophead, but he’d been adamant. “We won’t be touring for at least another year, babe. It’ll grow back by then if necessary. I wanna show that I’ve cleaned up my act, that I’m not the bad boy the press are making me out to be.”
I gazed at his face. He looked boyish with his dark eyelashes fanning the space above his cheekbones. Even without his long hair, he was devastatingly handsome. Maybe even more so. My heart ached for him, for the lack of love his father had shown to his only son. The reason we were travelling to the UK was for Pierce to try and get some kind of closure. We’d talked at length about it, how he needed to go back to his roots so he could hope for a better future. I wasn’t looking forward to meeting David Fox…he sounded like a complete bastard…
Not as bad as my uncle, though.
Just thinking about Uncle Earl made my stomach churn. I’d told Auntie I’d wanted him to pay for what he’d done to me. I couldn’t help feeling that the mofo had gotten off too easy. I stared down at my hands. At least, by committing suicide, he hadn’t gone on to abuse anyone else…
