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“I like you too, Hayes.”
“So all those times you turned me down, it really was because of Ryland?” “Yes, Hattie. Trust me, I was fucking burning for you.”
“Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you would let me drape you over the hood of your car.”
“I wouldn’t be opposed.”
“No, you said we’re taking this slow. That’s anything but slow. Shoving my tongue into your pussy until you’re s...
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“That night, as we stared at the stars, I told you how they’d become the key to keeping me sane, to remembering where I’m from and who I am.”
“I wanted to bring you out here so I can add another grounding spot. So I can look up at the stars and remember this moment with you.”
“We had a brutal beginning, Hattie. I hurt you several times. And I don’t want you to recall those moments when you look back at us. I want you to remember this moment, where we lie under the stars, grounding us in time to this spot, and started something new.”
“I don’t know where this will take us or what’s going to happen in the future, but I do know I like you, a lot, and I want to try with you. In the future, there will be moments like commercials with Odette, or tours, or my attention being pulled in different directions, but this right here, us under the stars, it’s what I’ll always come back to in my mind. You, me, and a blanket of the peaceful night sky.”
“What can you do to me that will make me come but will keep our clothes on at the same time?”
“A lot,”
“Name what you want. It...
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“Keep my briefs on but push down my jeans. It’ll feel better.”
“You’re so big, Hayes.” “Get used to it,”
“When you’re ready, I’m going to fill you up with my cock . . . in your mouth, pussy, and ass.”
“There’s one thing you need to know.”
“This body, these lips, this pussy”—I
loudly—“they belong to me now. If we’re doing this, we’re doing it my way, meaning you”—I
neck—“are . . ...
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Hattie: You read that right, he dragged his tongue over my slit and then said I was fucking delicious.
“Are you saying you’re having a hard time concentrating because you can’t stop staring at me?” “That’s exactly what I’m saying, and no, I don’t need you to rub it in.”
“Oh, I want to rub something, that’s for damn sure,”
“I can’t fucking wait to get inside this pussy,” he says, thrusting harder. “I’m going to destroy it.”
“I’m only walking around without a shirt on because you came to my house, acting professional, as if I didn’t just make you come under the stars the night before. I needed to make sure you were still interested.” “Needy much?”
“I think we went over this. When it comes to you, yes, I’m the neediest motherfucker you’ll ever meet.”
Since kissing this girl, I feel like I’m losing my goddamn mind. I want to be near her all the time. I think about her constantly, and I’m trying not to look pathetic by begging her to spend every waking moment with me.
This. Her hugs. How can her hugs feel like everything I need in life? I can breathe easier. She cares about me. The sky seems bluer when she’s in my arms. She listens with her whole heart. I can actually hear the birds chirping. She’s filled my emptiness with her bright light. And the beating of my heart in my chest reminds me just how fucking alive I am. It’s like the bland, monotonous headspace I’ve been trapped in has evaporated.
All from a hug . . . from her.
“Letting you know that you don’t have to go through this alone, that I’m here for you. For anything you need. Even if it’s just a hug.”
“First, take your shirt off. I prefer to look at my hired help with no clothes on.”
“Don’t do that,”
“Do what?”
“Look at me like you would have no problem dropping to your knees right now and sucking my dick.” “I wouldn’t.”
“Jesus Christ.”
“You know, I have no problem tossing you over my shoulder and dragging you out to my SUV. I might not fuck you in your sister’s bedroom, but I...
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“Mmm, that sounds l...
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“Stop...
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“A little testy today, are we?” “I’m trying to be good, Hattie. You’re making it hard.”...
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“Keep bending over in those spandex shorts, and it’s going to be really hard.”
“Mmm. Think about it, Hayes. If Ryland hadn’t perpetuated that feud with you, and you’d made a move on me sooner, think about how many times your cock could have been in my mouth by now.” “Can you not fucking say stuff like that?”
“Nothing. She was . . . was practically my mother, the one who raised me, loved me, made sure that I understood what love was, yet she left me with nothing.”
“And hey, the whole college thing, that’s something we can cross when the time is right.” “We?” she asks, a raise to her brow. “Yes . . . we,” I reply. “I’m in this for the long run, Hattie. As long as you’ll have me, I’m here.”
“I knew you had a heart beyond all of the blackness you try to hide behind. Why do you not show it?” “Afraid of getting hurt,”
“Why trust me then?”
“You haven’t given me a reason not to.”
“I wasn’t planning on letting you out of my sight,” I say. “Not when I’ve slept like shit the past few nights. I need some sleep, and I know you’re the only way I’ll get it.” “You’re just inviting yourself over?” “Yup,” I reply. “Problem with that?”
“Maybe I do have a problem with that.”
“Too damn...
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“You have the sexiest cock I’ve ever seen,”
Christ, talk about edging. I’ve never been brought that close only for the woman to stop. But Hattie, she literally has me by the goddamn balls.
