Keep Me (Sinful Manor, #1)

by Sara Cate

Every moment I thought I had her figured out, she surprised me with more layers and beauty than I ever expected.

“That’s my girl,” I whisper, kissing her lips. My heart swells in my chest. There is only her, only us. And I know she could have said those things because of the heat of the moment, but in my heart, I pray they’re true. My woman. My wife. My darling.

“Because I love her, you fucking twats. And I would never talk to her the way the pair of you do. And for your information,” I add, pulling open the front door to find a deluge coming down outside. I put my finger in Sylvie’s mother’s face this time as I lean in. “Your child is supposed to be the center of your universe, you ungrateful, selfish bitch.”

“Don’t you say that to me again, Sylvie Barclay. I don’t care about some stupid fucking contract. I love you. With my whole fucking chest, I love you. So don’t give me any of that shite about not being your real husband, because I’m right here. And I’ll never fucking leave you, not like they did.”

“So, no one else loves you. Big deal. But I’m here, mo ghràidh. And I am telling you that I will love you enough to make up for all of them. I will keep you, and you can trust me that no matter what you do, I won’t let you go. Because you’re mine, understand me?”

“I’ve got you,” I whisper into her hair. Warm tears hit my shoulder, and I know she’s crying again. “It’s okay, Sylvie. Just cry, darling. I’ve got you.”

Our own torment blinds us from seeing the torment of others. But now that I truly see my wife, I think I love her even more.

“We’re all a mess, but the trick is to find someone who thinks your mess is a masterpiece.

She’s gone too long fighting alone in her life that she’s never built up enough trust to allow anyone control over her, but this relief is what she needs. To let someone else make her decisions. To let someone else carry her pain. And I will be that for her. I will never let my wife feel alone ever again.

I want to bury myself inside her so that I become a part of her forever.

This is what I love about domination, feeling so close to someone that everything is aligned. Our needs. Our desires. It has always been my favorite part, but it was never like this. Everything is different with her.

Very carefully, I rise from between her legs. Resting on my heels, I watch as my seed slowly leaks from its home, so with a smile and a wink in her direction, I very gently push it back in.

“What do you want to do now?” I ask. “Go back to that big ol’ house and shag like animals,” he suggests while holding his beer to his lips.

His smile is wide and warm and genuine, and it doesn’t even matter how cold the water is or how uncomfortable these wet shoes are now. That smile is worth everything.

In my head, I just know that if Killian loses it, then I’m lost. He holds us together. He’s our strength, our force, the thing that keeps us together. Without him, I have nothing.

I can’t stop crying as I rest my face on my knees and stare at him, realizing just how much I love him. The thought of putting him through that again guts me to my core. Right now, the only thing I want to do is take him home and curl up with him in our bed.

I no longer care to know what my life could be like without him. I don’t want that. I want him. I want this life that I borrowed.

The world outside this room is cosmic and too massive to comprehend. But the world that exists between him and me is more so. The love we share is infinite.

“You’re still waiting for me, aren’t you?”

“I will always wait for you.”

And that is great, but it’s hard not to feel a little disappointed too. It’s like he’s moving in the right direction, but that direction is away from me.

my heart :(

His kiss feels like crawling back into my own bed after months away. It feels like finding the one other soul on this planet that matches mine. It feels like home.

“I’ve been dreaming about the taste of your cunt for eight months. This is what I needed.”