Chapter 37
Ramsey~
W hen Deke had nudged me, I’d thought that he was just trying to snap me out of my funk. As soon as the sun had come up on Saturday, Deke and Liam had come over, and I’d given them a G-rated version of what had gone down. They’d known that we’d had sex, but they didn’t know how hard I’d gone at her.
So, when he nudged me, and I turned around to ask him what the fuck, to say that I’d been stunned to see Emerson walking towards me would be a big fucking understatement. I’d had no idea why she was here, but then she’d thrown those two words at me, and I knew that this was it. Whatever I did next would either cement her to me for life or push her back down the hallway and out of my life for good.
Talk about pressure.
I turned back around to put my books back in my locker, and I heard a small gasp escape from her perfect lips. She thought that I was rejecting her, and I didn’t blame her. However, she was wrong.
Christ, was she ever wrong .
I turned back around, then in front of everyone watching-and believe me, everyone was watching-I dropped to my knees in front of her. I didn’t even have to think about it. I wasn’t worried about what it meant, and I didn’t care what everyone was thinking. All that mattered was Emerson.
Her silver orbs rounded as her hands flew up to cover her mouth in shock. She started frantically shaking her head like she couldn’t stand to see me on my knees. Huge, heartbreaking tears started streaming down her face as she whispered, “Ramsey, no…”
I ignored her as I remained knelt at her feet. I looked up at her, praying that the next words out of my mouth would make her stay. “I love you, Emerson. I love you more than I ever thought I was capable of loving someone. You’ll never know how much I regret listening to Bailey’s lies, and you’ll never know how gutted I am at how I treated you. At how I let other people treat you.” She was crying full-blown sobs by this time. “I will spend every day of the rest of my life making it up to you. Even if that means crawling after you on my hands and knees every fucking day from here on out.”
“Ramsey, stop,” she pleaded. “Please, stop. Please, get up…”
My soul screamed with how after everything that I’d done to this girl, she could still be broken up over seeing me on my knees. She deserved to have me on my knees, but she still didn’t want anyone else witnessing my weakness.
Emerson’s love was too good for me.
For anyone, really.
The corner of my lip lifted, and it was the first sign of a smile in over a week. “Not until you say you forgive me, Emerson,” I told her. “Not until you tell me that you still love me and want to be with me. After that, I’ll do whatever you want me to, baby. I’ll give you everything that I have, and everything that I will ever have.”
Some of the kids in the hallway gasped, knowing exactly what I was offering her; I was offering her everything in my arsenal. I was willing to hand over every cent that I had, every secret that I knew, and every bit of power that I possessed.
“Ramsey, please,” Emerson tried again. “I don’t want your money. I don’t want your secrets. I don’t want any of it.”
“Baby, then tell me what you want and it’s fucking yours,” I growled.
She raised her head, then started looking around at everyone. I followed her gaze, and I could see a million different expressions on everyone’s faces. Some people were slack-jawed, some were bug-eyed, some were crying, and some were even smiling. I even spotted a couple of teachers lingering farther down the hall, but then I supposed that it wasn’t every day that Ramsey Reed was on his knees.
I waited patiently for Emerson to answer me, but when she finally turned her gaze back towards me, instead of answering, she sank to her knees. Even in this position, I was still taller than her, so she had to look up at me when she spoke. “I…I just want…”
“What, baby? What do you want?”
“I just want you to love me as much as I love you,” she whispered brokenly.
“Emerson, the measure of love that I have for you doesn’t exist on this planet or anywhere else,” I said loud enough for even the teachers down the hall to hear me. “I will regret the way that I treated you until my dying day, and I should. You are better than any person standing in this school. Hell, without money or status, you’re still better than anyone in this goddamn town, including me. And I’ll do whatever it takes to erase all your bad memories and replace them with nothing but happy ones.”
“Ramsey…” she sobbed.
“My world, and everything in it, is yours to do whatever you want with it, Emerson,” I promised. “Now stand up, because I’ve already told you never to get on your knees for anyone ever again.”
She blinked away her remaining tears, smiled, then said, “I need you to stand up first.”
I cocked my head to the side. “Why?”
“How else are you going to catch me?”
I was on my feet in less than a second, then almost immediately, Emerson threw herself in my arms. My arms wrapped around her, and I had to be crushing her, but I couldn’t force myself to loosen my hold.
Emerson was here with me.
The hallway erupted in laughter and applause, but it felt as if Emerson and I were the only two people in the school. Nothing else existed as I said, “I fucking love you, Emerson.” Her arms wrapped around me tighter. “I love you so fucking much, and I swear to God, I’ll never hurt you again, baby.”
“I know, Ramsey,” she whispered into my chest. “I know.”
I grabbed her by her thighs, then lifted her, so that her arms and legs were wrapped around me, then I walked us out of the building. I placed her in the front seat of my car, and not giving her car a second thought, I drove us to my house. The drive was quiet and perfect, and though Emerson stared out the window the entire time, she was smiling.
When we got to my house, we didn’t even make it ten steps inside before I had her pinned up against the wall, my lips on hers. When her hands started pulling at my shirt, I broke off the kiss, then we went to work undressing each other.
The second that we were free of our restrictions, I picked Emerson up, then slammed her back against the wall. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, ready for me, so I didn’t hesitate as I drove home in one powerful, painful, beautiful thrust.
“You’re mine, Emerson,” I growled. “You’re fucking mine, and you will always be mine. I’m going to love you for the rest of my life, baby.”
“I love you, too,” she panted. “Ramsey …please…”
I started moving inside her, and nothing had ever felt so perfect. She was quivering and shaking with a need that only I could satisfy, so I gave and gave until she was a shattered mess, cumming on my cock over and over again. I fucked Emerson until my knees, back, arms, and dick almost gave out on me.
“Ramsey, I can’t…”
“Give me one more, baby,” I demanded. “Give me one more, so that I can finally cum inside your hot, tight, perfect pussy.” Her body started contracting again, and I loved that she liked being talked to like a slut in bed. “I’m going to cum so deep in your delicious cunt that you’ll never be able to get me out.”
“Ramsey…”
She was on the edge, and all she needed was just a little push. “Take it, baby. Take this hard cock,” I groaned in her ear. “Because once we get upstairs, I’m going to take that ass again, Emerson. I’m going to fuck your tight ass again after I’m done forcing my cock down your throa-”
“Ramsey,” she cried out as she convulsed all around me. Her body shook with so much force that the back of her head hit the wall and her nails were breaking the skin all over my shoulders.
I slammed into her as hard and as deep as I could go, and a few thrusts later, I was unloading everything that I had inside her precious body. My orgasm rocked me so hard that I collapsed onto the floor and took Emerson with me. We laid there in front of the door, our heavy breathing the only sound in the room. I was flat on my back, and Emerson was spread out on top of me.
We laid like that for a few minutes before Emerson finally said, “I think you’re going to have to carry me upstairs.”
I chuckled, then gathered her up in my arms while I tried to stand up. It was tricky, but I managed it, and then carried her upstairs to my room. When we got there, I placed her on my bed, then crawled in behind her, spooning her from behind. Emerson sighed as she snuggled backwards, so that her back was flushed with my front.
“Tell me that you love me, Ramsey,” she whispered. “Tell me that I’m not a fool.”
I closed my eyes as regret and shame swam through my entire body. “I love you, Emerson. I love you so much, and I know that they’re just words right now, but I swear, baby, I am going to dedicate the rest of my days to making you happy,” I told her. “I will forever regret what I did. I will take that shame to my deathbed, Emerson. However, I will never let you down ever again. If anyone’s a fool, it’s me, baby.”
She layered her arm over the one that I’d had wrapped around her waist, then squeezed but didn’t comment on what I’d said. I wasn’t sure if she believed me or not, but I deserved that. Plus, even though she was curled up in my arms right now, I couldn’t even say for sure that she would still be wrapped up in my arms come morning. I would also never blame her for any doubts that she might have, or any tears that she may shed due to the unforgiveable memories.
I would also never give her a new reason to ever walk away.
Ever.