27. MIA #3
He does a sit up and takes me with him before he flips me to my back. “Nothing will happen at all if we don’t put in the work. Storytime is over, baby. I want you face down with your ass in the air. I want to drive you crazy and feel you inside and out when I make you come.”
Warmth spreads through me and shoots straight between my legs at the thought. “You want a lot of things, Payne Deacon.”
He leans down to kiss me. “I only want you. In every way I can have you.”
I slide one leg up his side and press my foot into his lower back to hold him to me. “Thank you for telling me about your dad.”
“Baby, I’ll tell you anything and everything.” He leans down to kiss me one more time before he shifts away from me. “Roll.”
This time I give him what he wants.
The moment I do, he dips a hand beneath me and hikes my hips up. My knees and cheek are to the bed. He wedges his knees between mine to spread me and instantly fills me with two fingers. All of a sudden, Payne isn’t in the mood to take his time.
His lips land on my ear. “You’re still wet for me.”
I peek up at him. “Always.”
There’s a satisfied look on his face. I lose his fingers and he surges into me in one go. My body forms to his thick cock, and I can’t help but press into him. His chest is glued to my back, his forearms to the bed. I’m surrounded and caged in. He has me pinned. I couldn’t move if I wanted to.
Even with everything swirling around us, I’ve never felt safer.
But then he reaches under me and finds my clit.
My eyes fall shut. “Yes.”
“I want to feel you come while I’m buried inside you.
” I feel him inhale where his nose is buried in the side of my head.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, the rest of the world will fade away.
” He pulls out almost to the tip and does exactly what he just promised—he slams into me.
“I’m going to give you a million new memories here, baby, because this is going to be your home. ”
I exhale and force my eyes open. His fingers on my clit aren’t edging me anymore. Between that and him telling me this will be my home, I’m not sure which will do me in first.
My only answer is a lame nod.
He pulls out and slams into me again with more force and power than before. He’s backing up his words with actions.
“I want to hear you say it, Ruby.” He slams into me as his hand slides down to where we’re connected in the most carnal way possible. He presses the heel of his hand into my clit and cups us between his fingers. “Say you’re mine.”
My orgasm is imminent. I’m so close, I can barely speak. “Yes. Yours.”
He slams into me even harder. Again and again. Each time he takes me, it’s more forceful than the one before.
His voice is deep and guttural. “And you’ll stay here with me. Forever.”
I white knuckle the sheets beneath me. I feel the tsunami approach faster than normal, but then again, he’s been edging me endlessly.
I pull in a shaky breath. “I love you. I’ll never leave.”
With that, he gives my clit the pressure I need and want. He pushes me over the edge, and my body convulses. I see nothing but stars and our future. He stays planted in me deep as he wrings every ounce of my orgasm until I have nothing left.
“Fuck, yes,” he growls.
Then I lose his heat but not his cock.
He’s on his knees behind me—his hands are a vise on my hips holding me in place, and he does what he promised.
He fucks me with everything he has. He pounds into me over and over, and every single time harder than the last.
I love it.
His grunts, groans, and shallow breaths say it all. He’s not just doing this for me. It’s for us and our future.
When he comes, his entire body tenses. His fingers bite into my skin, and he falls forward.
My knees give out from under me, and he presses me to the bed still buried deep. Our breaths are labored and shallow as our hearts race in unison. The only move Payne makes is to smother the tops of my hands with his and lace his fingers with mine.
He’s never had a problem conquering his goals and didn’t this time either.
“Payne?”
He pulls in a deep breath, and I feel it in his cock. “Yeah, baby.”
Tears leak from my eyes for what I’ve done to him. “I swear, I’m not leaving you.”
I feel him tense, but he says nothing.
“And you don’t have to erase anything. We’re here. We’re together. We can’t carry the burdens of our parents.”
He buries his face into my messy hair again. “I know.”
“You can demand that I promise I’m yours and that I’ll never leave every day until I die. The answer will always be the same.”
He presses his lips to the side of my head. “I know.”
“I love you.” My silent tears flow freely. “I have since I was five. It started innocent and morphed into a soul-aching love. I’ve loved you at every stage. It kills me that I was weak and too scared to stay.”
He doesn’t pull out, but he does move enough to tip his face to mine and swipes my tears away.
“I love you so fucking much. None of this is on us. This was done to us. Maybe someday I’ll stop asking you.
But that day is not today. To hear you say that you’re mine and you’ll be here forever feeds me. It heals my broken soul.”
I look up at him through watery eyes. “That’s something I understand.”
He leans in for a kiss.
And another crack in my heart miraculously disappears.