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Chapter 15
Fox~
I shouldn’t have mentioned it, but I was glad that I did. It wasn’t that I wanted to hurt her or make her jealous, but it felt like a small validation to know that I hadn’t been in this three-years of hell by myself.
We’ve both been hurting.
I stuck my tongue out to lick her lips, desperate to finish what we’d started. “It’s my turn now,” I told her, and her breathless mewls went straight to my dick.
Kincaid had such a strong presence and such a commanding personality that I loved being the only one to see her like this. Whatever she’d done with the guys after me, she hadn’t given them her complete and utter surrender. Kincaid wasn’t made that way. Her surrender came under the condition of trust, and she hadn’t dated anyone long enough to trust them the way she’d trusted me.
I knew this.
This time, it was me dropping to my knees, and the second that I threw her left leg over my shoulder, I went in for the kill.
Sliding my tongue through those sweet folds that I’ve dreamt about for three years, it was like being transported back in time. Kincaid tasted just like I remembered but had forgotten. Her flavor tasted like a kaleidoscope of uncontrollable need that was meant just for me.
With my face buried as far as it could go in this position, I ate away at her center like a man who knew what it was like to have lived without her. My tongue, teeth, and lips were trying to drink in three years’ worth of her sweet cream. My fingers were digging into her hips, holding her still, as I lapped up whatever she was willing to give me.
I couldn’t say how long I’d been eating her pussy before her hands pulled at my hair, her body beginning to squirm. “Fox…oh, God…don’t stop…”
Next to life, the best gift God could have given us was the ability to make a woman cum more than once. Had I let Kincaid suck my dick until I came, that would have put a pause on everything, threatening to let reality sneak into our little bubble of lust. We didn’t have that problem when it came to making Kincaid cum. I could make her cum over, and over, and over again, and we’d both be winners.
“Fox…Fox…I’m…Christ, don’t stop…”
I didn’t.
I didn’t stop when she pulled my hair to the point of pain. I didn’t stop when she let out a strangled moaned, the thrill of it ringing in my ears. I didn’t stop when she erupted all over my face, her body a twitching mess. I didn’t stop until I had licked her clean.
Had I been a better person, I would have showed her some mercy when she slumped back against the wall, but I was past being a better person. I was past that crap about loving someone enough to be happy for them, even if they weren’t with you.
Grabbing her by her hips, I turned her around, her hands barely making it in time to protect her face. Dropping down on my haunches, I grabbed her ass, spread those tone ass cheeks wide, then ran my tongue from her pussy over her ass, then back down again.
“Oh, Jesus…” she swore breathlessly.
I stood up, wrapped my hand around her neck, then yanked her back against my chest. “I’m going to make up for everything that you’ve denied me these past three years, Kincaid,” I warned her. “You owe me, and I’m going to collect it all using your body any way that I fucking see fit.”
“Fox…”
“Turn around,” I commanded.
As much as my dick would love to just bend her over and brutalize the hell out of her cunt, reminding her of who she’s always belonged to, our first time wasn’t going to be like that. There’d be plenty of time for that later. I had the rest of the day and all night to dirty her up. Hell, I had the rest of our lives to work the apologies she owed me from her body. I meant what I’d said earlier. There was no fucking way that I was going to let her walk away from me a second time.
Kincaid turned around, her neck still encased in my tight grip. When she looked up at me with those amazing eyes of hers, a small part of me itched to choke the life out of her. She owned me completely and she knew it.
“Say it,” I demanded.
“Fox, we-”
“Say it,” I demanded again.
“Yes,” she whispered, giving me permission that I already had, so it was permission that I no longer needed.
“So help me God, Kincaid,” I swore. “Say it. Say it, or I will drag us through a hell that neither one of us is prepared for.”
Those onyx orbs began to shine, and I could feel the waves of victory down all the way to the marrow of my bones. “Yours,” she choked out brokenly.
Both of my hands slid up into her hair, and grabbing at every strand that I could snatch, I yanked her head back, her eyes locked on mine. “That’s right,” I spat down at her. “You’re fucking mine, Kincaid. You’ve always been mine. You will always be mine.” I shook her because I couldn’t help myself. My anger and need for her were at war with each other. “I will kill you if you ever leave me again,” I threatened, even knowing that threatening Kincaid Black had to be the stupidest thing a man could do. “I swear it.”
