Page 97 of His End Game

Leaning up on my elbow, there’s one question I need to ask but for the life of me, I don’t want to ruin this moment. But I also don’t want to keep bringing the past up.

Forcing the words from my lips, I begin, “This is our life and only we’ll live it, but I need to know something first.”

“What’s that?”

“Did you lay flowers on India’s grave every week while I was locked up?”

“How did you hear about that?”

“Luca told me. You forget I had eyes on you the whole time?”

She barely meets my eyes as she nods.

“Why?”

“Because you weren’t there to do it. I told her where you were and sometimes, I’d talk to her, tell her how Rayna was doing. After seeing you, I’d tell her you were doing okay. Sometimes, I’d tell her how much of an asshole you were, knowing she’d probably understand. I keep telling you, she doesn’t bother me. I wish you’d believe me.”

“I do.”

I thought my heart would never find peace or feel love again. I don’t know how but I’ve managed to find love with two women, both at different times in my life and in two different ways. For all the bad things I’ve done and will do in the future, I shouldn’t be this lucky.

But I am selfish, and I will take it and I’ll keep it and keep it locked up tight.

“Is the room paid up through the night?”

She nods and I claim her mouth, like I’ve claimed her heart. Like she’s claimed mine.

“Am I dreaming?” she murmurs.

Grabbing her hand, I place it on my erection. “Unless you dream about my dick? This is real.”

She takes over and I shove my arm under my head and watch on as she presses her lips to my chest and strokes my cock.

“The pain I felt after Bert mutilated my hands was purely physical. I felt nothing inside. It was like I shut down. But saying goodbye to Rayna today and her not even knowing what was going on, it was the worst pain I’ve ever felt. I don’t want to ever feel it again.”

She straddles my waist and slides down my erection. Leaning over, she captures my mouth and sweeps her tongue over mine.

Winding my fingers into her hair, I promise, “You’ll never feel pain again. Not because of me, not because of anyone. I fuckin’ swear it to you.”

Rolling her hips slowly, I inhale deeply, and she smiles. “I believe you.”

Twisting my legs around hers, I buck my hips and flip her onto her back and roll on top of her, all the while not slipping out of her.

“Never thought I’d promise forever again. Didn’t even think I’d believe it in again.” I flex my hips and take my time sliding in and out of her as I carry on, “But I’m promising you forever. You have me, my love, you’ve got it all.” Her nails dig into my back and her soft whimpers match the tear rolling out from the corner of her eye. “I want it all from you. I want your body, your love, your smiles, your rare fuckin’ laughs. I want you to have my name, every fucker knowing who you belong to.”

Hitting her deeper, it doesn’t distract her from my proposal. “Are you asking me to marry you, Leo Jackson?” she asks as I continue to ride her.

“I’m pretty sure I’m telling you, but if you need me to ask, then yeah, I’m asking.”

I fasten my pace and the smile that creeps along her mouth has my balls tightening and I empty everything I have into her. Staying where I am, I stare her in the eyes and ask, “Holly, will you marry me and put up with me for the rest of your life? A life I hope you live long so I can bury my dick inside you at every opportunity I can get my hands on you.”

“I never thought you could be so romantic.” She snorts.

“And I never thought I’d have to wait this long for your answer.”

“Marriage really is forever.”

“I wasn’t clear that I wanted forever?”

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