81. Delaney
CHAPTER 81
Delaney
“ R eady to get that negative energy out, minx?” Zayne taunts, his bare chest glimmering with sweat as he dances around the mats in the enormous gym inside his house. His hands are bandaged like mine, protecting our knuckles.
“I’m not sure this is a good idea.” A thousand butterflies are flapping their wings nervously inside my stomach.
“Why not?” A challenge dances in his eyes, the darkness emanating from him. “Don’t think you can hit me?”
“That’s exactly the problem.” My mouth is so dry; it’s like I swallowed a handful of sawdust. “I don’t think I can punch you.”
“Oh, come on. I sure as fuck could,” Jaxson yells from behind me.
Ryker cups his hands over his mouth. “Come on, Delaney. Hasn’t Zayne pissed you off? He sure as hell pisses us off.”
I grin. “Not lately, but he sure did in high school.”
Zayne’s lips curl in an arrogant smile. “Come on, minx. What about when I fucked in the bathroom at the lake.” He cocks his brows in a challenge. “Then I left without a word.”
My eyes are locked on his, but my mind is back in that moment, all the pain and hurt radiating through me.
My right fist flies out, cracking Zayne’s jaw. His head snaps back, caught off guard by the unexpected hit. He staggers back from the rage packed in my tiny fist, a pained hiss slipping from his lips.
Jaxson and Ryker go nuts.
I hear Stryker yelling, “Hell, yes. Delaney can throw a punch.”
I stare at Zayne in horror. “Oh my God. Are you okay?”
He flashes me a bright smile before rushing me, scooping me up, and spinning me around. “That was awesome, minx. I didn’t expect that, let alone the power behind it.”
A surprised burst of laughter comes from me before he lowers me to my feet.
He fists bumps me before stepping back. “Let’s try it again. See if you can kick me this time.”
I bounce around, working out the kinks in my neck. It felt good to unleash that anger. “Although I hate hitting you, I feel better. You deserved that punch for fucking and bailing on me.”
“Oh, shit,” Jaxson mutters. “That was an asshole thing to do, Zayne.”
“Shit, that’s cold.” Ryker shakes his head.
“You should’ve punched him in the balls for that one, Laney,” Stryker yells.
“Hey, assholes. I’m your boss and co-owner.” Zayne glowers at them, but there’s a hint of a smile ghosting his lips. He’s enjoying their taunts, as am I.
“I don’t know if I can hit him again. Oh, wait.” Before he can move, my fist smashes against his other cheek. “That was for kissing that hoe in the bar. I still wanna rip that bitch’s head off.” I dance around the mats as Zayne curses, touching his cheek.
“Okay, minx. That’s the last time that happens. You’re not hitting me again.”
I grin, squaring up with him. He blocks every punch I throw.
Taking a step back, I bounce in place. His eyes move to my breasts right as I grab the edge of my sports bra, flashing him. I strike, kicking him in the kneecap before hurriedly covering myself.
“What the fuck?” Zayne’s fury is on display as he glares at me.
The guys stand around us, their mouths hanging open, before they smirk and laugh, turning away.
I shrug. “Distraction. I took advantage of it.”
He scoops me up, tossing me over his shoulder. “Lesson done for the day.” His hand smacks my ass, and I yelp before groaning. “You’re gonna pay for that, minx,” he growls, carrying me from the gym.
I wave goodbye to the guys standing there with knowing grins on their faces.
“God, I hope so.” A wide smile is on my face as he storms through the house.
His palm lands against my ass. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for a fucking week.”
I moan. “Yesss.”
He yanks my sneakers off before tossing me onto the bed. Within seconds, he’s naked, standing beside the bed.
With a flirtatious grin, I lift my sports bra again.
“That’s what started this.” He’s on me, pulling it over my head. Then he yanks my pants and thong down, tossing them aside like they’ve personally offended him. “I’m gonna devour this pussy and show you who the fuck you belong to.” He spreads me wide and dives between my legs.
I gasp, arching my back from the bed. Christ, this man’s tongue.
He lifts my legs in the air, exposing my ass. He smacks me as he sucks hard on my clit, causing white-hot pleasure to shoot through me.
“You belong to me.” His tongue slides to my entrance, lapping at my juices.
Smack . “Don’t ever show your tits to anyone but me.”
I groan, the pleasure shooting through every nerve in my body. “You wanted me to kick you.”
Smack. “Don’t give me attitude, minx.”
His tongue circles my clit, driving me insane. His dark eyes bore into mine; his irises nearly pitch black from anger and passion.
He grabs a pillow, setting it under my ass. “Now you’re gonna pay.”
“Oh, yeah?” My fingers curl, gripping the comforter. “Doesn’t seem like?—”
I groan as he pinches my nipple. “You wanted me to kick you,” he mimics in a high falsetto, my juices running down his chin. “I never said to flash your tits.”
He growls before his tongue teases my clit. He thrusts three fingers inside me, and I lose my mind from the pleasure coursing through me.
“Jesus,” I pant. “So fucking good.” I roll my hips against his face, desperate for more.
He moans against me, and my hand moves to his hair, pulling him against me. Goddamn, I’m close.
Suddenly, his fingers and tongue vanish.
He grabs me, flipping me over, dragging me on all fours. His hand smacks my ass again, and I groan, my face pressing against the mattress. “You wanna show my friends your tits again.” Sarcasm drips from his voice as he shoves his cock inside me, stretching me wide.
I moan, loving the fullness of him inside me. “Fuck, Zayne.”
He smacks my ass again before pulling out to the tip. “My naughty minx likes pissing me off and being fucked hard.” He rams into me so hard I scream.
I close my eyes, my knuckles white as he keeps ramming his cock in and out of me. “So damn good.”
He smacks my ass again. “Who does this body belong to, minx?”
“You,” I scream, my throat dry. “Only you.”
His hand rubs over my ass where he spanked me. “That’s right.”
Grabbing my hair, he pulls my head back, his lips beside my ear. He runs his tongue along the shell, and I shiver.
“Who does this pussy belong to?”
“Y-You.” God, I’m so close to exploding around him. “Always y-you.” My entire body is quivering, so desperate for release.
He pulls out, flipping me onto my back. Spreading my legs wide, he thrusts deep. “That’s right, minx.” He slows his thrusts, teasing me.
I feel my orgasm vanish, and hot tears sting my eyes. “Goddamn it, Zayne.”
He smirks at me, a devilish gleam in his eyes. “Do you think you deserve to come after that stunt you pulled?”
“I’m s-sorry.”
“You’re sorry, huh? You don’t look very sorry.”
A tear snakes down my cheek as he slowly moves in and out of me. “I’ll do anything you want. Please, Zayne.”
His face softens. “You want me to pound you into oblivion?”
I nod feverishly. “Yes.”
He pulls out, moving so he’s straddling my face. “Choke on my cock, and I’ll consider it.”
I open my mouth, and he shoves himself inside. The taste of me on his cock should disgust me, but it doesn’t.
Moaning around his length, he shoves himself deeper, cutting off my air. I breathe through my nose, trying not to gag before he lets me breathe. He does it again before roughly fucking my mouth.
I should hate this, but I don’t. It makes me feel powerful, knowing I could tell him to stop, and he would.
“That’s my good fucking girl.” He strokes the mixture of tears and saliva with his thumb, his eyes soft. “I love you, Delaney. I’ll give you anything you want, including the punishment you crave.”
God, he knows me so well.
He pulls his cock from my lips, moving between my legs. He throws my legs over his shoulders, his eyes on mine.
“Give it to me,” My nails glide down his taut abs. “I want your big?—”
He shoves himself deep inside me, cutting off my words. “This what you want, minx?”
My eyes are locked on his as he pounds into me. “Hell, yes. I always want this.”
“I’ll always give you what you want.” He turns his head, kissing the inside of my ankle as he thrusts.
I’m so wet, so damn turned on, as the man I’ve always loved fucks me into oblivion.
The man who has always seen me. The one who knows me on the deepest level, knowing precisely how and when to give me what I crave.
He rubs my clit as my legs shake. “Come all over my cock, minx.”
I scream, shattering around him. My body shakes, my orgasm so powerful I’m lightheaded.
Beads of sweat drip from his overheated body onto my hot skin as he shoves himself deep. “Take all my cum, minx.”
I arch my hips, my nails seeking purchase on his sweaty skin. “Fuck, yes.”
Releasing my legs, he covers my body with his. “You’re my entire fucking world, minx.”
My fingers tangle in his sweat-soaked hair. “You’re everything, Zayne.” I blink back the tears. “We’ll never be apart again.” I seal my promise with a kiss that leaves us both gasping for air.
He links our hands together, pulling my arms over my head. His lips lightly press against my stitches before he covers my face in kisses, making me giggle.
“I’m drunk on that sound. I wanna make you laugh every day.” He squeezes my hands. “I promise I’ll make up for our fifteen years apart. All the misery we endured will be forgotten.”