Chapter 53
HAYDEN
Hailee stares at me as if I can’t be real.
She blinks hard, but when she opens her eyes again, I’m still standing here. Her apartment is full of flickering candles, balloons, and flowers.
Her hand drops, but her mouth is still gawping, her eyes darting between me and everything I’ve set up.
“You’re…you’re not meant to be here.”
A smile pulls at my lips. “I got an early flight home. Couldn’t miss my girl’s birthday.”
“It’s not—” I raise my brows, and she cuts herself off.
“It might not officially be your birthday, but we’re having a do-over. How’s it going so far?” I ask, slowly walking toward her.
“Incredible,” she whispers as I take her hands in mine and tug her until we collide.
“Good,” I breathe, staring down into her eyes. “You deserve to be treated like a queen.”
She drags her bottom lip between her teeth.
“It’s a travesty that no one has done it before, but I’m so fucking grateful that I’m the one who gets to do it. Fuck,” I groan, leaning closer and breathing her in. “You smell insane.”
She throws her arms around my neck and fully leans into me.
“I don’t know what you did to get us into that place today, but it was amazing, thank you. Although I think this surprise is my favorite.”
“Oh yeah?”
Her eyes bounce between mine, searching for something. Whatever it is, I really hope she finds it.
“Kiss me,” she demands.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
My lips brush against hers in the sweetest of kisses, but as nice as it might be, she soon lets me know that it isn’t enough. Her fingers twist in the hair at the nape of my neck, and she drags me closer.
Sliding my hands over the dip of her waist, and then the swell of her hips, I grip the back of her thighs and lift her from the ground, carrying her to the couch.
I drop to my ass with her thighs straddling my waist and deepen the kiss.
Our hands are everywhere, and I can’t get enough.
One night away from her is too much.
I tug at the zipper running down the front of her hoodie, and she helps me out by pulling it from her arms and letting it drop to the floor. Our kiss doesn’t falter as I slide my hands beneath her T-shirt and drag it up, desperate for more of her.
“Oh,” I gasp when I find her naked breasts.
“Couldn’t be bothered with a bra,” she whispers into our kiss.
“I am more than okay with that,” I say as I pinch her nipples, making her grind down on me. “Are you wearing panties?”
I feel her smile as she slides her cheek across mine, her lips going to my throat.
“You’ll have to find out,” she teases as she gathers up the fabric of my own T-shirt and drags it up my body. “Better, but not enough.”
Shimmying from my lap, she stands at the edge of the couch and reaches for my waistband.
“Naked,” she demands. “Now.”
“I considered waiting for you naked,” I admit.
“Next time, do it.”
“Okay,” I breathe as the fabric of both my sweats and boxers is dragged down my legs and abandoned on the floor.
Her leggings and thong go next, but before I get a chance to appreciate the goddess before me, she sinks to her knees and wraps her fingers around my shaft.
“Oh, fuck. Hails. It’s…it’s your birthday. You’re meant to be the one—”
“Shut up,” she demands with a wicked smirk pulling at her lips.
I slam my lips closed, more than happy to follow orders, especially as she leans forward and drags her hot tongue around the head of my cock.
“Holy fuck,” I gasp, my hips lifting from the couch as my fingers sink into her hair, needing to feel her.
She smiles as she takes my cock into her mouth, her eyes glittering with delight. This woman loves nothing more than bringing me to my goddamn knees, and I am here for every second of it.
She works me so fucking perfectly, taking me as deep as she can, her hand coming up to fist the base of my cock.
It’s wet and filthy and everything I fantasized about last year when I used to get myself off.
From the moment I met her, no other woman existed for me.
I tried to forget her. I attempted to embrace the bunny lifestyle with Killer, Rett, and a few others, but it never felt right.
Sure, I wanted the release and the pleasure, but the thought of finding it with someone who would then walk away, never to be seen again… nah, that’s not for me.
I craved this. This connection, this trust, this…everything.
“You’re perfect, Hails. So fucking perfect," I groan, my release racing forward.
My words spur her on, and she takes me a little deeper. I fucking lose it. Every muscle in my body pulls tight as pleasure explodes like a firework at the base of my spine, utterly consuming me.
Forcing my eyes to stay open, I watch as she takes it all, swallowing me down and then licking me clean once she pulls back.
My chest heaves as I fight to catch my breath. She releases my softening dick and pushes to stand.
This time, her movements are slower, and she pauses once she’s on her feet, giving me a few seconds to take her in.
“You’re incredible,” I whisper, unable to believe that I get to have her like this.
One side of her mouth twitches, letting me know that she heard me but doesn’t believe me.
“And I’m the luckiest motherfucker in the world to be able to call you mine.”
Her lips part, and the fear that she’s going to attempt to tell me I’m wrong has me reacting.
I throw my leg onto the couch and lie across it.
“Get up here,” I order, holding my hand out for her.
Nerves flutter in my stomach. I have never demanded a woman do this, and fear that she’ll freak out about me demanding she does trickles through my veins.
“Up there?” she questions.
“Yep,” I say, twisting my fingers with hers and tugging her closer. “I want you to sit on my face, Hails.”
Fire flickers through her eyes as she presses her knee to the couch beside my head, but she hesitates.
“Let me taste you, baby. It’s been too fucking long.”
I just about refrain from doing a little happy dance when she throws her other leg over my head and settles herself across my chest.
I take her in from her swollen, needy pussy all the way up to her hungry eyes.
My heart thumps hard in my chest, and everything I feel for her floods through me.
I might have always wanted her, but I had no idea I’d only get even more obsessed with her once I learned who she really is. Everything about her, even the parts she doesn’t like, is like kryptonite to me.
I want everything: the good, the bad, and the ugly. Everything that makes her exactly who she is.
Lifting my head from the cushion, I press my lips against her inner thigh, reveling in how soft her skin is, how sweet it smells.
I might only have blown down her throat a minute or so ago, but already, my cock is stirring for another round, and I know it’ll shoot to full mast the second her taste coats my tongue.
“Hayden,” she whimpers impatiently.
“Tell me what to do, baby.” I was the one who’s gotten us in this position, but I’m more than happy to hand over the control.
She pushes up onto her knees, hovering her pussy right above my mouth and utterly consuming my senses.
She’s all I can see, hear, and smell, and I never want that to change.
“Eat me, Hayden. Make me come all over your face.”
“Fuck, yeah. I can do that.”
Sliding my hands up her thighs, I grip her ass and tug her down. I latch onto her clit and suck, making her squeal in delight before I drag my tongue up the length of her.
“Hayden.”
My chest expands as her whimpering voice hits my ears.
I want to hear that every day for the rest of my life.
Our eyes hold as I work, bringing her closer and closer to release.
She’s almost there, trembling against me, when she ups the ante and lifts her hands to her tits.
My eyes widen at the sight of her pinching her nipples, adding to what I’m doing between her thighs.
If I weren’t already ready for round two, then I definitely am now.
Hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
I groan against her, and she whimpers as the vibrations help her along.
“God, Hayden. I’m close.”
I don’t need her to tell me, I know. I’ve watched her come enough times now to have learned all her tells.
I push two fingers inside her as my tongue laves at her clit.
“Yes, yes. Hayden, fuck.”
It only takes a few more seconds before her release crashes into her and I get to watch as she gets sucked under by it.
Fucking beautiful.
Once she’s done, she slumps over, catching herself with her hands on the cushion on either side of my head.
“Hey,” she says, her cheeks red and her eyes hooded. She looks cute as hell.
“Hey, baby. Was that good?”
A lazy smile pulls at her lips. “So good. You really know what you’re doing.”
I can’t stop the laugh that erupts. “Trust me, I really don’t. I’m just good at reading you and doing the bits you react to.”
“Well, whatever you’re doing, don’t stop.”
“I don’t have any intentions of stopping doing anything with you. You’re it for me, Hails.”
“You’re really sure about that, aren’t you?” she asks as she shimmies down, her naked body pinned against mine.
Heaven.
“Yeah. Life’s too short not to go after what you want.
I’ve found something I want, and I’m going to make sure you know it.
I’m not into games or playing hard to get, and all that bullshit.
I want you, Hailee. I want you to be a part of my life.
I want you in the stands watching my games.
I want to come home to you to celebrate wins and commiserate losses.
I want to send you dirty messages while I’m away and maybe have a little phone sex.
And I want to hold you every night we can be together, and I want to wake up with you the next morning.
I want to do Pilates and yoga with you as the sun rises, and I want to snuggle in bed once it’s set and read together.
I want it all with you, Hails. And I know that’s scary and big and serious, but it is what it is.
” I hold her cheek, my eyes locked on her glassy ones as she absorbs my words, hears the truth behind them.
“I think…I think I want all of that too,” she confesses quietly.
“You think?” I tease, nudging her nose with mine.
“I didn’t see any of this coming, Hayden. I was on a one-way road to spinsterhood. And then I followed you into that stairwell, and everything began shifting.”
“Sometimes, the best things happen when we least expect them,” I tell her, my cheeks hurting with how wide I’m smiling.
“Yeah, I’m starting to learn that not all surprises are bad. Like today, for example.”
“I’m proud of you for trusting me. Did you have fun with the girls?”
“Yeah, I really did. They’re great.”
I hate when she talks about her life before I crashed my way in, about how lonely she was.
She might have been surrounded by people every day, but she was keeping them all at arm’s length.
But watching her lower her walls a little and allow people in, learning that having friends isn’t all that terrifying…
“Bea was so excited to help when I called her. She’s a good person, Hails.”
“I know she is. And she understands me. She gets it.”
Shifting my arm beneath her, I roll her onto me.
“I’m glad you’re discovering that. I know you’ve been burned, and that there are plenty of people out there who just want to use us, but Bea, Rett, and the others…they’re not like that.”
“I know,” she murmurs. “It’s just hard to embrace it.”
I smile at her, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear.
“But you’re doing it,” I say as I grab her thighs, forcing her to straddle me. “Now, what else did you want for your birthday?” I ask, hoping like hell she’s not about to demand cake instead of what I’ve got in mind.
The second her eyes flash with desire, I know we’re on the same page.
“You, Hayden. I want you.”
“Fuck, yeah,” I grunt before lining myself up with her entrance and watching as she sinks down on me. “I’ll never get used to this. Having the hottest woman on the planet bouncing on my cock is fucking mind-blowing.”
She wants to argue, but I don’t let her; instead, I reach up, wrap my hand around the back of her neck, and drag her down to me so I can kiss her.