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Today’s trial is to bring forth all the horrible things Connor did and sentence him for his crimes in the Miller lawsuit, as well as his wrongdoings with Hannah and Clara Hill. It fucking guts me thinking about how she’ll have to stand on trial and relive her time in Clara Hill’s home for the jury. Jim was out of his mind when she suggested it. He wanted her nowhere near him. We would win the case without her testimony and send Connor to jail for a very long time, there was no doubt about that. But of course, the little warrior wanted to take the stand. She said telling her story would help her move on.
Fuck that.
Even I fought it. Night after night, leading up to this day, going to bed angry. Her body quietly crying next to me and me giving in, cradling her in my arms, needing her to understand why I couldn’t put her on that stand. In return, she would shift and face me, the shadow in her eyes that have refused to go away since the incident telling me this was why she needed to.
“Hannah, deep breaths. You’re safe, baby. No one’s going to hurt you.” I wait for her eyes to focus and take in her surroundings. Her fingers clench the sheets in a death grip, and the faint scent of lavender begins to replace the smell of smoke.
“Levi.” The pain in her voice when she says my name kills me every time. It makes me want to call this whole fucking thing off. Tie her to the bed until the trial is over and take the punishment of her anger later. How can I put her through this?
“I’m here, baby.”
“Make it stop. Make it go away.” She starts to sob.
I know exactly what she wants. I’m a fucking bastard for not finding another way to soothe her. Hold her until her worries fade back into the depths of her tortured mind. But this is what she wants. This is how she ropes herself around the reality of what’s real and what’s not.
I throw the blankets off her, ridding us of any unneeded heat, and climb on top of her. Lifting her soaked night shirt over her head, I discard it on the floor and take my lips to her skin, blowing against her balmy flesh. She’s restless under my touch, so I work faster down her stomach, my breath feathering along her skin while my lips splay kiss after kiss until I’m pulling back her tiny shorts and spreading her legs wide.
“Please, Levi. Please.” I shouldn’t want this. Not like this, but goddammit, I’m hard as stone, loving the way her pink lips glisten as I spread them. A better man would say no and hold her until her terrors subside, but she creates this savage in me. I snuggle in between her quivering thighs and inhale her scent. My tongue slides out, and I make contact with her warm pussy. “Yes.” Her moan is like fuel for me. I swipe up her center, licking at her wetness. She’s so beautiful like this. Needy, aching, and swollen for me. Her thighs clench around my head, and I watch as goosebumps line her skin.
“You’re so beautiful like this. Like fucking heaven.” I swipe at her again, loving the way her body buckles with each assault. I spread her wider, using my greedy tongue to push inside her, needing to taste all of her. I fuck her with my tongue, loving all the sounds she fights to hold back.
“Levi,” she moans my name again, and I work her harder.
“That’s right. Say my name. Know whose tongue is fucking you. Owning you. Beg for more, and maybe I’ll grant you my finger.” God, I’m a fucking bastard. But my girl knows what she needs, and I know exactly how to give it to her.
“Levi, please. I need you. I need all of you.” I wonder if she understands what that statement does to me. If I was standing, she would have brought me to my knees. Because she has no idea how much I truly need her. I give her exactly what she wants, pushing a thick finger inside. I pump in and out, still using my tongue to tease her clit. When I push two fingers inside her, her hips begin to buckle. “Oh yes, yes…” she hits her peak, and I use a third finger while she rides out her orgasm.
I lap at her juices until I can’t take another second of not being inside her. I pull out and stand, kicking off my briefs, then find my way back to her. Her frenzied eyes, shining with undeniable lust, love, and need, mirror mine. When I drive inside her, it’s like a needle being pushed into my vein. She’s my fucking drug, and I’m so goddamn addicted.
