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“I think you know why I’m here,” I whisper, though I know my words travel to him, because he tenses.
“The moment you step through this door, there’s no going back, you know. You’ll be mine.”
I tilt my head to the side. “Haven’t I always been yours?”
His lips quirk. “Even when I wasn’t here.”
I give a single nod, knowing it to be the truth.
He steps aside, his hand extending toward mine. “Come with me then, Lakyn.”
I take a shaky breath, tucking my phone into my small bag, my Vans crunching the dried leaves as I make my way up the sidewalk and toward him.
Once I reach the door, I pause, him standing on the inside, and I stand on the outside. My hand reaches out cautiously, and my fingers graze against his palm. A warmth shoots through my fingertips, and his fold over, wrapping around mine. He gives me a small tug, and I shoot forward, stepping into the house as my body knocks against his. His arms circle my waist, gripping me tightly.
“I’ve been waiting for you. I just wish you wouldn’t have taken so long,” he murmurs, his lips coming down, securing against mine. I kiss him back with vigor, my body melting against his. He kicks the door shut with his foot before guiding me through the house. I don’t even need to glance around, my eyes locked on his, allowing him to lead me wherever it is he wants to take me.
We hit the staircase, and I nearly stumble. His hand snakes out, and he lifts me into his arms. My legs instinctively wrap around his waist, cinching tightly as he makes his way up the stairs.
I listen as the door creaks, before the ever-present click hits my ears of it shutting. His scent instantly consumes me, and I inhale deeply, releasing my lips from his as I tip my head back, my eyes closing. A groan tears through my throat as he leans down, his lips pressing against my neck.
He bends us, and I grip onto his shoulders as my back hits his mattress. He falls with me, nudging me up until my head lands on his pillow. My fingers fall to his chest, and I trace the ink on his skin as his fingers raise, brushing the hair from my face.
He stares into my eyes, and I watch him, our gazes locked in a way that takes my breath away.
“You don’t have to be worried about breaking this time, Lakyn. Every piece will be caught by my hands, and I’ll put you back together again,” he rasps.
I lick my lips. “Last time you let every piece drop to the ground and walked away with a smile on your face.”
His eyes glint dangerously. “I walked away because I had no other choice, Lakyn. But I can promise you if I walk away this time, it’ll be with you by my side. I’m not letting you go.”
My legs tighten around his waist, and I settle my head against his pillow, watching him, believing him, but scared, because it’s so easy for me to believe his words when I fall so helplessly for him, when he may be the last person I should trust.
His fingers brush my hair from my face before dropping to my cheek, tracing my jawline, trailing along my neck before he continues his path south. His touch caresses over my breasts, making me shiver, then down my sides, before he grips my hip. He squeezes tight, bunching the fabric of my shirt in his fingers. He continues gathering it until the hem pools around my ribs.
Leaning back, his stomach ripples, his six-pack tensing as he slides down my body. His fingers pop the button on my jeans, and he lowers the zipper, so slowly I can feel each click of the metal. He’s torturing me, and all I can do is squirm beneath him, desperate for him to take me. He grabs onto the waist of my jeans, and I press my heels against the bed, lifting my hips so he can tug my pants over my thighs. They go past my knees, slipping down my calves, until he pulls them over each of my feet.
I’m left in my black panties, a scrap of fabric that barely covers me. As I clench my thighs together, the scent of my arousal fills the room. I feel needy, wanton, as I watch his jaw tighten in heat.
His fingers go forward, pressing against my knees as he pries them apart, until they fall to the mattress, my legs spread wide.
“Your pussy is a beautiful place to be, Lakyn,” he rasps, his finger grazing against my folds.
I let out a small whimper, my legs trembling as he reaches forward, his fingers curling around my panties. He pulls them down, and I press my heels against the mattress and lift my hips, allowing him to slide my panties down my thighs too. He does so slowly, just like with my jeans, the fabric dragging along my skin, all the way down my legs. The fabric hooks around my foot, and he grips my ankle, lifting it as he pulls my panties off my feet.
His eyes fall between my legs as he drops his fingers to my ankles. He slides his fingers up my thighs, curling them around every divot, caressing them so gently it feels like he barely makes contact, but every path and nerve ending grows alive with heat as his fingers pass over me. He reaches the tops of my thighs, digging his fingers in and spreading my legs wider, giving him a perfect view of how wet I am.
“In no world is there a time where you don’t belong to me, Lakyn.”
He leans forward, inhaling deeply as the tip of his nose brushes my clit. “And this cunt is mine as well,” he says before his tongue slides between my sex. I arch into him, my hips lifting in search of more.
More, more, more.
His hands go beneath my ass, and he squeezes me tightly as he groans, the vibrations zinging through my skin. He doesn’t eat me tenderly, but like a madman who’s starved for his last meal. He licks every dip and crevice, every inch of me, until my thighs are dripping and I’m writhing beneath him. My body thrums with need, heating up until a low burning fire stirs between my legs.
My legs begin to tingle, flushing through my stomach and up my chest, until my ears ring with my impending orgasm.
His tongue flicks once, twice, three times against my clit, and my hips buck, my legs shooting straight as my orgasm takes over. My mouth opens, and I slap my palm over my lips as a moan breaks free, tortured and wild, pleasure so vicious it borders on pain.
