Chapter 27
LAWSON
She’s mine. After all these years, I finally let myself truly believe the words. In the possibility that we are really meant to be.
It’s been one week since we gave each other something we could never take back. And I wouldn’t want to.
Sydney Collins is it for me.
Because I was hers long before this and I will be long after.
Soft fingers trace over my chest and I hum. Turning my head, I bury my nose in her soft curls and brush my lips over her forehead. “Good morning, sunshine.”
She snuggles closer into my side and sprinkles my hot skin with kisses. I hiss when she nips at my nipple and my eyes spring open. I glare at her and she smiles.
“Good morning,” she whispers before chasing the sting away with her tongue.
“You know, you’ve got a bit of a devil hiding under that angel exterior.”
“I have no idea what you are talking about.”
I quirk a brow. “Oh, you don’t, do you?”
Her squeals pierce the morning air as I roll us until I’m looming over her. She stares up at me with wide eyes, her chest heaving.
“So, are you saying those must be someone else’s nail marks scored down my back?”
“Better not be,” she says defensively and I chuckle.
Leaning down, I ghost my lips over hers. “Only you, sunshine.”
Humming, she loops her arms around my neck. “Are you telling me you can’t handle a little pain, darkling?”
“I’m not saying that at all. I’m just surprised you love dishing it out as much as you do.”
“Well, when the man you’ve been dreaming of for years finally invites you to his bed, you’ve got to make sure it’s not a dream at all.”
“I’m pretty sure you’re supposed to pinch yourself, not the other person.”
Her smile turns devious. “Whoops.”
A low growl rumbles in my chest and I drop all my weight on top of her. The room fills with her intoxicating laugh and she scrambles, trying to push my heavy weight off.
I take the opportunity to nip at her shoulder and she sucks in a breath. A second later I hiss and draw back abruptly. Looking down at my stinging shoulder I gawk at the small imprints that decorate the rare empty space of skin.
“Did you just bite me?”
“What’s that saying? Bite it and it’s yours?”
A laugh barrels out of me and I turn us so we are lying side by side. “It’s lick it and it’s yours,” I say as I lift her hand and brush a kiss to each of her delicate fingers.
She giggles, pulling from my hold and tracing my hairline. “Oh, that’s right.”
My eyebrows dip at the glint in her eye and I don’t have time to react before she shoots up and throws a leg over my hips. Straddling me, she plants her hands on my chest.
“What are you doing?”
She smiles and leans down, placing a soft kiss on my lips before turning my head with her fingers on my jaw. “Marking what’s mine,” she whispers.
My dick was already hard, but it pulses with her words and practically weeps when she slowly drags her tongue over my cheek. She doesn’t stop there, nipping and licking a path down my neck and chest.
“Sydney,” I groan, my fingers threading through the morning tangles of her blonde curls.
She looks up at me through her lashes and smirks before placing soft kisses against my abs. Our eyes stay locked as her fingers slip into the sides of my black briefs. My hips raise and she drags the fabric down, tossing them behind her onto the hotel floor already scattered with our clothes.
My cock lays heavily against my stomach and a loud moan tears through my throat as she runs her tongue from root to tip. Paying extra attention to the piercings lining the bottom of my shaft.
“Now you’re mine.”
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I chant, holding my hips back from thrusting when she finally takes me into her mouth.
She hums around me and moves her hand in tandem with her mouth, her thumb rolling over each of the barbells and sending a shock of pleasure through me.
“Is this okay? Am I doing it right?” Her lips are a hair’s breadth away from my tip as she speaks and I nod, biting my lip.
“You’re perfect.” I reach down and thread my fingers through her hair and pull on the curls slightly. Her eyes close at the pressure. “But you don’t have to—”
Her eyes blink open. “I want to. I’ve wanted to. I just want to do it right and make you feel good.”
I huff a laugh and run the back of my fingers down the side of her face. “There’s nothing you could do that would be wrong, sunshine. You always make me feel good.”
“I want to be good at this though.” She bites her bottom lip, slight nervousness flashing in her light eyes. “Will you teach me what you like? Please?”
I watch her for a moment, dragging my thumb over her plump bottom lip. She turns and leans into the touch.
“Yeah,” I relent, my voice coming out like gravel. “I can teach you, sweetheart.”
Smiling, she takes my hand in hers and places it on her head, curling our fingers into her bed-mused hair. “Promise me you won’t hold back.”
“I don’t—”
“Want to hurt me. I know. But here’s the thing”—she tightens our hold on her hair—“I like a little pain too. So don’t hold back. Please.”
Fuck, this girl was made for me.
“Since you begged so nicely.” I smirk and push down on her head, guiding her mouth back to my aching cock. She eagerly sucks me deep and I groan when she gags.
“Relax your throat.” She does, trying to take more of me.
My hips jerk up slightly when she swallows around my length, the muscles of her throat massaging the sensitive piercings. She gags again, pulling back an inch to catch her breath but doesn’t release me.
“Squeeze harder as you—yes,” I hiss when she roughly strokes the length of my cock her mouth can’t reach.
She works me over, her hold keeping firm as she tries to continue taking more and more of me into her mouth. My hips shift, tentatively meeting her movements.
With one last stroke, she pulls off of me and wipes the bit of drool from her used, swollen lips. “Stop holding back.”
“I’m not.”
“Yes you are.”
“Sydney—”
“I’m not going to break. I haven’t yet, have I?”
“No, you haven’t.”
“Then stop acting like I’m made of glass and fuck my face like I know you’ve dreamed of.”
My jaw ticks and my fingers flex in her hair. “Okay, sunshine, I’ll use you like the dirty little toy you are.” She pants at my words, her eyes growing glossy. “Be a good girl and put my cock back in that hot, smart mouth of yours.”
She whimpers as she does, eagerly ready to please me. I use a little more force as I begin to guide her head up and down, slowly increasing my pace.
“That’s my girl, look at you taking my cock so well. I’m going to come in this perfect mouth and you’re going to take it all, aren’t you?”
She nods with the little amount of range I give her, humming.
“Remember, this is what you asked for. Now be a good toy and relax that throat for me so I can use it properly.”
Her eyes flash to mine and her moan vibrates down my shaft and I jerk my hips up as I push her head down. She gags, never looking away from me as tears begin to spill over her flushed cheeks.
I do exactly as she asks, letting go completely and using her like I’ve always thought of doing. Rough, fast, and overflowing with the unrelenting feeling of wanting what I never thought I’d get the chance to have.
Now she’s here. She’s mine. And I’m never going to let her go.
My head buries in the pillow, eyes pinching closed when she places her hands on my thighs and digs her nails with so much pressure that I wouldn’t be surprised if she broke skin. Her tongue rolls over each of the piercings while I continue to thrust into her mouth, her moans muffled.
“Fuck,” I grunt, dropping my eyes back down to her when I feel her cup my balls. There’s a question in her eyes and I nod. “Squeeze.”
She does and pain mixed with undeniable pressure races up my spine. A drawn out groan empties from my chest and my hips falter.
“I’m close. Open wide for me, I want to see you take every single drop I give you.”
I feel my climax racing towards me, but I don’t take my eyes off of her. She doesn’t look away either as my release barrels through me with one more squeeze of her hand on my heavy balls.
She sputters as the first pulse of come spills into her mouth, but determination flashes in her blue eyes. She doesn’t let a single drop escape before she sucks me clean and pulls away. My chest heaves as she sits back on her heels.
“Show me,” I say between heavy breaths. She opens her mouth, a pool of my release sitting pretty on her tongue. “Good girl. Now swallow every drop.”
She does as she’s told, showing me once she’s done. A cheeky smile tilts her lips and she giggles as I spring up into a sitting position, grabbing her face and slamming our mouths together.
She moans into the kiss, wrapping her arms around my neck and moving to straddle me. I flip us and slip my hand up her neck, tilting her head back as I trail my lips down her body.
“What are you doing?” she asks breathlessly, watching me through glazed eyes.
“You licked and made me yours. Now it’s my turn.” I smirk, settling with her thighs over my shoulders and continue to mark her as mine until she’s screaming my name.