Chapter 42
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
hayden
Pancho greeted us at the front door, his tail wagging like a whirlwind.
“Hey, boy. Did you miss us?” I got down to his level, patting his side before he rolled over onto his back.
Sierra stood next to us with her arms crossed and shoulders shaking as she laughed. “You are such a little traitor.”
“Who can blame him? I’m a lovable guy,” I teased.
“You’re something, all right.” She brushed past me, but Pancho didn’t get up to follow her.
Sierra pulled off the mask covering her mouth and started unbuckling all the straps of her costume.
My eyes fixated on her as she shrugged off her vest and belt, leaving her in a form-fitting long sleeve and black yoga pants.
With a sigh of relief, she rotated her shoulder. “It feels so good to get that stuff off.”
“I bet. That costume did look really good, though.” I stood so I was closer to her level.
Her eyes averted away. “T-thanks. Well, I think I’m going to go to bed. Long night.” She seemed distracted, and I wasn’t sure why. “Let’s go, Pancho. Bedroom.”
The dog huffed as he got to his feet, scampering away down the hall.
“Goodnight, Hayes.” She raked her teeth over her bottom lip and turned around to follow Pancho.
“Sierra, wait.” I reached out for her hand, placing her palm against mine. She paused in the middle of the living room, and I pulled her back to me.
Green eyes widened, and, through thick lashes, her gaze trailed up to mine.
“What are you doing?” she whispered. “Hayes—”
I didn’t let her finish before my hand was cupping her cheek and my lips grazed hers, breaking weeks of tension between us. The kiss was gentle and slow. Soft.
I pulled back for a second, as if to silently ask if she was sure, but she didn’t let the moment hang between us for long.
Her lips were on mine again in an instant, hungrier this time.
It was as though the feelings we’d withheld for each other had built up for so long that they couldn’t be suppressed any longer.
With a simple touch, the dam had broken, and it was time for the love we had for each other to finally be free. No longer caged, no longer confined.
Her lips parted, and I slipped my tongue inside to brush against hers. Her hands slid into my hair, and she pulled me closer.
When we finally came back up for air, I tried to catch my breath. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”
“Can we just…take things slow?” she panted, her nose pressed against mine.
Our breaths mingled together in the air between us as she waited for me to respond.
I wished I knew what she was thinking. I wished I knew what I could do or say to ease her mind.
“Yeah. Always,” I whispered against her lips. “Whatever you want.”
Her breath hitched in her throat, and I swear she muttered, Fuck it, before her lips were pressed against mine again.
If emotions could be packed into a single moment, then this kiss was a well spilling over. My teeth grazed her bottom lip, pulling a quiet moan from her.
This was not slow. No, not at all.
“Is this too fast?” I asked, willing to stop if that was what she wanted.
She pulled back, lips skimming my jaw before she whispered, “No, don’t stop. But I need to ask you something. Have there… Were there any others?”
“No.” I shook my head, voice hoarse. “Only you. It’s only ever been you.”
She was my first everything. My first kiss, my first time, my first love, my first heartbreak.
It may have rendered me inexperienced, but once you’ve held the entire universe in your hands, there was no need to go looking for more. Even if it was only the one time, I could have died a happy man knowing I’d shared a part of myself with Sierra Bayley that no one else would ever have.
Sierra exhaled a breath, a sigh of relief perhaps, because when she said, “Me, too. I haven’t been with anyone else,” I think a feeling of relief settled in my chest, too.
After a moment’s pause, she whispered, “Are we really doing this?”
I rolled my lips between my teeth. “Only if you want to. I’m all yours. Just say the word, Sierra.”
Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, then she nodded, looking up at me through thick lashes. “Yeah, Hayes. I want to.”
Thank fucking God.
Wasting no more time, I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it to the side. Her eyes cut to my abs then trailed up my body to my face.
“Like what you see, Skip?” I teased. “What? Didn’t get a good enough look when I got out of the shower that one day?”
She rolled her eyes. “In my defense, I didn’t really have much of an opportunity to appreciate what was in front of me that day. You know, because I was a bit embarrassed to see the guy I was ‘just friends’ with naked. And without warning.”
A laugh rose in my chest. “Come here. Lift your arms.”
She did as I asked, raising her arms so I could pull her shirt over her head, revealing a black lace bra underneath. Reaching around her back, I unclasped it and let it fall to the floor, her breasts spilling out.
My heart skipped a beat as I took a good look at her. She was just as beautiful as she was five years ago, if not more. The girl I knew back then was still a bit timid, but the one in front of me now was so sure of herself. Like she’d finally found her voice.
I loved every single version of her that I’d gotten to know.
I ran my hands down the sides of her body before hooking my fingers in the waistband of her yoga pants and pulling them down her thighs. Lowering myself so I was on my knees in front of her, I kissed the flesh on the inside of her leg, moving up toward the lace-covered apex of her thighs.
Sierra sucked in a breath as I hooked my fingers in the band of her underwear and tugged them all the way off, baring her center to me—already wet and glistening with her arousal.
With one hand, I palmed her ass, and with the other, I hooked her leg over my shoulder so I could lower my mouth to her clit.
“Hayden,” she moaned as I licked a broad stroke up her center.
Sliding two fingers inside, I sucked on her clit. Her hips bucked toward my face in pleasure, and her arousal dripped down my hand.
“God, Sierra, you taste like heaven. I’ve waited five years for this.”
Her hands slid through my hair, her fingers grasping and tugging on the strands while pushing my face closer, begging for more.
I buried my face between her thighs, savoring every minute, every taste.
My eyes darted up as she threw her head back, face contorting in blissful pleasure, her mouth agape as she let out a breathy moan.
I lifted her leg off my shoulder and put it back on the ground, ignoring Sierra’s protests as I picked her up and walked down the hallway to my room, kicking the door closed behind me and laying her on the bed so her head was on the pillows.
After taking off my jeans and boxers, I crawled up the bed, settling myself between her legs.
She reached for my cock, pumping it a couple times before swiping her thumb along the tip, sending a shockwave down my spine.
This was unreal. She was unreal, and I never wanted this feeling of being with her—of finally having her again—to go away.
Moving her hand away from me, I moved back so I could lower my mouth to the space between her thighs. My fingers found her entrance, sliding inside with ease.
“Hayes, I”—she panted—“want you.”
“Where do you need me, baby?” I murmured as my thumb circled her clit.
“Fuck, I—”
Her hips bucked up toward my hand, urging me to go deeper, faster. Curling my fingers, I hit that sweet spot inside her, and her resolve broke.
“Tell me what you need.” I pressed a kiss to the soft flesh just below her slit. I may not have had a lot of experience when it came to Sierra, but I knew how to read her. It wasn’t difficult to figure out what I could do with my hands, mouth, and body to make her feel good.
“Inside. I want you inside me.” Her hands gripped the sheets. “Fuck me, Hayes.”
I started to slide off the bed, but she stopped me, grabbing my wrist.
“Condom?” I asked, and she shook her head.
“No. Just you.”
Our eyes locked on each other, hers brimming with lust and every emotion I never thought I’d see again. Trailing my gaze down her body, I watched as she slipped a finger inside her center, thrusting it in and out.
Lord have mercy.
Pushing her legs apart, I crawled so my body was above hers, hands pressing into the sheets beside her shoulders. “You sure about this, Skip?”
She nodded. “I’ve never been so sure of anything.”
Bringing my hand to my mouth, I spit into it then took my aching cock in my hand, stroking it before guiding it toward her slit.
I sank into her slowly, a small gasp falling from her lips from the initial push.
“You okay?”
“All good. Just go slow, i-it’s been a while.” She laughed, a breathy little exhale.
“Always.” I took her hand in mine, interlacing our fingers as I inched myself in further, until I was fully seated inside her. “Breathe, love.”
Her pussy clenched around me, squeezing my cock like a cobra.
“Fuck, Sierra,” I moaned when I started moving, pulling out only to thrust back in.
Her fingers skimmed down her breasts to her stomach to her clit, rubbing circles on the sensitive flesh. Her hips rolled against mine, meeting me thrust for thrust. She pulsed around me, and if she kept this up, I was going to explode.
“Sierra, baby, I’m not going to last,” I whimpered, the sound falling from my lips before I could stop it.
“Don’t stop moving. I want you to come. I want you to fill me.”
“Are you close?” I bit out through clenched teeth. It was taking everything in me not to come apart at the seams.
“Yes. Oh, God,” she moaned, throwing her head back as her fingers moved faster. “Just like that, Hayes. Fuck me just like that.”
My thrusts quickened, becoming frantic and messy. I drove my hips forward, slamming my cock inside her until she was a blubbering mess beneath me, crying out my name.
Her arousal dripped down my cock, the wet slap of skin against skin building with each thrust and combining with the desperate noises coming from her mouth.
The blood in my ears roared as I fell over the edge, my cock pulsing as my cum spilled inside her. My chest heaved as I drove myself deeper a few more times, her pussy squeezing every last drop out of me.
“You’re so good, baby. Fuck, you’re so good.” The strangled breath fell from my lips as I gathered my bearings and pulled out of her slowly, my cock covered in us.
My cum dripping down the inside of her thigh did something to me, and an almost animalistic noise clawed its way out of my throat. I swiped a finger through the mess and brought it up to her lips. She sucked my finger clean, and I swear my dick got hard again.
After we cleaned up in the shower and Sierra went down on me, choking on my cock and making me come down her throat, we crawled under the covers, moonlight illuminating the dark.
“I love you. Always.” I peppered kisses along her neck, and she squeezed my hand three times, like we were speaking in our own secret language.
Something inside me ached, though. I had her, but at the same time, it was like I didn’t.
There was still something holding her back.
I could feel it. Somehow, Sierra was slipping through my fingers again, and I could do nothing to stop it.
All I could do was hold her in my arms and pray she wouldn’t disappear.