Page 67 of Drag Me Down


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Fuck.Fuck.

I do the only thing I can think of and wrap my arms around him. I put these fucking cracks in his solid foundation. I am responsible for slowly breaking this man, just like I’ve destroyed so many others.

Burying my head in his neck, I whisper against his cold, damp skin, “I’m sorry. So, so sorry, baby.”

He can barely get words out between gasping breaths. “You. Cannot. Do. This. To. Me.”

“I won’t. Never again. I’m so fucking sorry.” I squeeze him tighter and kiss his shoulder.

I mean it this time. Therehasto be an end to this.

After Hail cries out everything inside of him, I pull him against my chest and rock him for a while. Eventually, he pushes me back until I’m splayed out on the dock. He perches on my hips, pinning me to the hard ground, his hands pressing down on my chest.

I brace. I expect him to yell. Slap me. Shed more tears. Do any and all of the things. Instead, he stays frozen atop me, staring into my eyes as if he wants to paint me to his memory.

“I’m sorry for running, Hails,” I murmur, my throat constricting. Fresh, itchy tears spring to my eyes. “I’m not well. Obviously. But you already knew that.”

His brows knead together, but still he waits for me to continue. I think he needs this from me. My words. My truths.

“It’s just… shameful. So fucking unforgivable what I did to my brother. How I acted years ago.”

He doesn’t try to argue or persuade me away from what I’m feeling. He just gives me space to feel. When his hands slowly ease down my bare stomach, I lean up to capture his mouth in a deep, endless kiss.

Hunger awakens in me, given a taste of one of my many addictions. Our kisses become frantic. Ravenous. Desperate. He teases me open with gentle nips, tasting me as his tongue sweeps over mine and brushes my bottom lip.

“I’m here for you.” Hail maps the words down my jaw and neck. “Whatever you need. Lean on me. Use me.Love me.”

All I can do is nod because my desire for him needs to be satisfied. I’m a thief, and he is the precious gem that’s caught my eye. He is the rope tossed into the pit I’ve been dwelling in for five long years, maybe longer.

I need to fucking escape.

I drag his wet clothes off his body. My fingers spread over his beautiful skin, eager to touch as much of him as possible. Cradling a hand behind his head, I roll us over until I’m on top of him.

Leaning down, I lick and suck at his nipples, salty from the ocean. I work my mouth down his shapely abs. Then I’m yanking his trousers off and taking his cock into my mouth, eager to please him.

Two hands dive into my hair, gripping at the roots. “Fuck. You are so good. I need you to understand how good you are, sunshine.”

Hips jerking, his dick hits the back of my throat. I relax and take him even deeper, my tongue swiping over his tight balls and making him groan. Shoving his thighs apart, I slide my tongue lower. Tracing it around his puckered hole as spit drips from my lips and down his crease.

Slowly, I work a finger inside of his tight hole. To my absolute delight, I earn another longer moan, and my dick becomes impossibly hard.

Easing another finger into his ass to stretch him, Hail practically writhes for me. “I want to bury my dick here,” I rasp.

His head lifts, eyes wide. He gives me a frantic nod. “Take it. Fuck me, Z. I’m yours.”

Hot blood rushes through me, my dick throbbing in my constraining boxers. I slide them off and toss them onto the concrete, giving him a full view of just how much he is wrecking me.

Climbing back onto his perfect body, I lower my palm to his mouth. “Make it wet for me.”

His eyes flash with lust as his tongue slicks me over. I run it along my length. Driven by wild emotion, I spit down his balls and into his crease. Then I press the swollen crown of my cock to his puckered hole.

Slowly, shaking with barely restrained control, I push in. Just a little. I give him a few breaths between incremental movements of my hips. I’m already close to detonating just from the idea of being inside of him, but I squeeze my eyes shut and focus on not exploding.

“So fucking tight, Hails.”

“No teasing,” he pleads. Gripping my ass in both hands, he pulls himself onto my dick with a wince.

Fuckkk me.Pleasure builds low in my spine. I shudder, fighting to keep from unloading my balls into his ass prematurely. My hips draw back, the tight constriction of him around me absolute heaven, and then I drive back in.

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