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Watching the hidden parts of her personality bloom, being the person to bring them out, has been a gift. One that I don’t fucking deserve, but I want it all the same.
She let me be her first. She let me take her back here, and even after seeing the darkness I carry, all she wanted was to get me a gift.
The snow globe.
My chest aches as I see my mother’s eyes looking back at mine. The gentle way she did everything, the faith that she put in a monster, praying until her dying day that she’d change him.
I swallow hard, my gut clenching. That bastard didn’t deserve her, and here I am proving that the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree. Sure, I’m not a raging alcoholic, but I still wound up working for my uncle and his mob-backed “loan offices.”
I’m just another monster. Broken-hearted over an angel I tried to pull into the darkness with me.
Macy stirs, rolling over toward me. Her hair is tussled. The robe she was wearing lays on the floor, tossed off sometime during the night. Sunlight reflects off the curves of her shoulders, and I can’t resist tracing my fingers down her smooth skin.
This is all I’m going to get, and I want to make every second one to remember.
I shift closer to her, swirling her locks through my fingers and finding her lips with mine. She tastes like rain—clean and pure. I’ll never forget that taste or the way her skin ripples with goosebumps as I stir her nerves awake.
Macy moans against my mouth, returning the kiss. She slides into my arms, and I roll over the top of her, framing her with my arms. It’s smooth, effortless.
The familiar dance of our tongues and fingers picks up as we enjoy one another. I focus on each touch of her lips, every breathy gasp, locking them away in my mind.
Sheathing myself inside her flows seamlessly, and Macy’s legs wrap around my hips. Pumping into her, I never break contact with her skin. Whether it’s her lips, neck, or her perfect breasts, I need to taste her, touch her.
Her grip on me tightens as I suck her pert nipple into my mouth, her nails in my back making me nibble in return. The pace heightens, and I thrust into Macy harder in slow, strong strokes.
“Yes, Jett. Yes.”
Macy’s words spur me on, and I savor the raw energy we bring out of each other. Grabbing her wrists and pinning her hands above her head with one hand, I use the other to tease her clit, bringing her right to the edge as I fuck harder.
“Please. Please.”
“Please, what?”
I grin down at her as her lust-closed eyes peek open and meet mine.
“Please let me come.”
“Ride me like a good girl, and then you can come.”
I swing back, pulling Macy into my lap. My cock sinks deeper, and she cries out. Macy’s hips swirl and rock against me, grinding her slick cunt against my shaft as she arches back. I squeeze her tight to my chest, trailing my tongue across her neck.
“Are you close, little dove?”
“Yes. Oh my, yes.”
Just as her legs start to quiver and Macy’s speed drives up, I bite down on her neck. The sharp burst of pain throws her over the edge, and she comes apart for me. The feel of her tight pussy pulsing around me milks my own release and I roar with satisfaction.
Macy collapses against me, adjusting so she can sit comfortably as we catch our breath. The room hangs in silence, and that pang in my chest finds me once more.
Her arms are draped around me, and she kisses the rarely-seen freckles on my neck and shoulders.
I want to stay here. If I live in this moment, eternity would still be too short.
With a loud buzz, my phone goes off.
Macy tumbles off me, laughing to herself with her eyes closed. “Oh, well, I guess I’ll let you get that while I try to remember my name.”
Nothing good will come from checking my phone right now. Absolutely nothing. But my stomach tightens as I remember my uncle’s threats from yesterday, and I slide to my side of the bed to look at the text.
