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“There’s no one but you, Raya.”
“I suggest you end whatever it is you started before I find out who he is.” His gaze roams over my face, lingering on my lips for a moment, before returning to my eyes. “You’re mine, Raya Lewis. You just don’t know it yet.”
“Good girl,”
“You’re such a good girl for me, aren’t you? So obedient.”
“All these boys can stare all they want,” I murmur, placing my hand on her thigh, my thumb caressing her pussy over the damp fabric. “But every fucking inch of you is mine. Do you understand?”
“Little fairy,”
“I just knew you’d love this as much as I do. Flying is the one thing that’s always only ever been mine, the one thing that’s always made any day better. It’s seen me through some rough periods, and I didn’t think I’d ever want to share it with someone. Yet somehow, you’ve made
me want to turn it into something that could be ours. I hope you enjoy today, darling, and I’m sorry I made you wait so long for our first real date.”
“I just know this is the kind of memory that’ll last me a lifetime, and I love that the first time I did that was with you.”
“I taught you to fly because I want to share all the things I love with you. For the longest time, flying was what I loved most of all.”
I want to do more than try with her — I want to love her, the way she deserves.
“Such a good fucking girl,”
“My gorgeous wife.”
I need a picture of you for my private collection, my cock in your sexy wet mouth and that red hair bringing out that blush so fucking beautifully.”
love how shy you still get, when you were begging me to let you come last night.”
I’m reminded of my father’s words. Love isn’t always loud and obvious, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t there.
“I love you, Lex. Only you.”
“I’m not Jill, Lexington. I don’t deserve to pay for her crimes when all I’ve ever done was love you.”
“You said: it’s obvious that things aren’t easy, but real love never is, is it? It’s messy, and it’s ugly at times, but it’s always worth it.”
I can’t focus on a thing as I listen to my employees giving me an update on the new car we’re unveiling next quarter. The things I used to live for now mean nothing, and I blame Raya for it. She gave me real purpose, and everything else pales in comparison to her.
“Was there something you needed?” she asks, her voice soft. You. Always you.
“I’m still yours,”
“Even when it hurts, even when it’s tough.”
