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"You are my Sadie," I cut her off before she could tell me she was just some girl I fucked. "You are the girl I'm head over heels in love with. You are not just some girl. You are my girl."
"You have to marry Bella, Jayden," she reminded me. "You can't love me."
"Tell me you don't love me, Sadie," I said. "Tell me that you hate me."
Her throat flexed as her head began to shake. "I can't because I don't. I know that's why you did what you did. You needed me to hate you so that it was easier for you to walk away. Did destroying me fix you?"
"No, it broke me." I choked as I pushed out of my chair and moved to her side, kneeling in front of her.
"You have to go back, Jayden," she reminded me again. "You would never be able to live with yourself if Bri was forced against her will to marry a man who was cruel to her, and honestly, I wouldn't either." I nodded. I knew she was right, but I couldn't comprehend walking away from Sadie forever.
"Stay with me tonight," I said. "Just one last night. We don't have to do anything you don't want to." Her lips parted like she was going to say no. "Please, Sadie. Let me make this right with you. We can spend the night here, and then I'll take you to my house tomorrow morning before I leave." Her gaze locked on mine. She didn't move as her chest rose and fell with deep breaths as her eyes searched my face. "Or if you don't want to, I can take you tonight."
"One last night," she whispered, and I nodded. "And then you go home, I stay here, and you never come back for me. You let me move on with my life." My heart clenched, but I nodded. "I'll stay."
* * *
The room was dark and quiet, with me on one side of the bed and Sadie on the other. The same awkward silence from earlier was back, and I hated it. I hated that this was what we'd become, but I knew I had no one to blame but myself.
I wanted to touch her, to hold her, but I couldn't do that. This was her show. She was in charge. I wouldn't do anything she didn't want.
The bed shook as she shifted on her side.
"Jayden," she whispered. "Are you awake?"
"Yes."
"Do you think for tonight we can forget about the past?" she asked, and I sucked in a sharp breath as her heated palm laid flat across my abs.
"We can do whatever you want tonight, Sadie," I whispered. "If you want me to roll over and go to sleep, I will. If you want me to hold you, I will."
"And if I want you to touch me," she whispered.
"Then I will," I said, shifting to my side and coming nose to nose with her.
"And if I want you to kiss me," she breathed, the heat of her breath fanning across my lips.
"Then I will."
"But I have to ask for it." She brushed her lips across mine, and my jaw clenched as I curled my fingers into my thighs to keep them from grabbing her and shoving my tongue down her throat.
"Yes." My voice trembled slightly as I struggled to maintain control of myself. "You are in charge here, Sadie. I won't do anything you don't want."
"And if I don't want to be in charge?"
"Then tell me that's what you want," I whispered, digging my nails painfully into my flesh. If this was what she wanted, I refused to let our last night be a frantic lust-induced frenzy. I wanted to take my time. I wanted to do what I should have done that night instead of humiliating her.
Her hand slid down my chest, stopping at the elastic waistband of my boxer briefs. She was teasing me. She was seeing what it would take to make me cross that line, send me over the edge, and take control again, but I wouldn't, not this time. If she wanted something, she had to ask.
"Sadie," I groaned as the tips of her fingers slipped under the elastic.
"Jayden," she breathed against my lips. "Tell me what you want to do to me right now."
"Is that what you want me to do?" I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut as her fingers slipped lower.
"Yes."
"I want to kiss you," I breathed. "I want to touch you, taste you, I want to fuck you. I want to make you come over and over again until you're not sure you can handle another orgasm. I want to feel your naked skin against mine and your soaking wet pussy on my tongue." She moaned, and I grunted as her hand wrapped around my throbbing erection. "I want to taste your orgasm when you come on my face." She started to stroke, but I placed my hand over hers through my boxers, stopping her. "But what I don't want is to come without you."
