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He devilishly smirked at her. “Oh, don’t worry, I will fit just fine. Now be a good girl and let me finally fuck this ass.”

She swallowed down a little bit of her apprehension before letting her trust in him take over. Layne nodded to give him the go-ahead.

With her body’s natural lube still covering his cock he began to inch himself into her. Joey moaned out at the immediate tightness enveloping him, being sure to refrain from going too quickly to start.

Layne gasped lightly at the initial discomfort as her body had to stretch to accommodate him. The full sensation of him pushing into her backdoor for the first time had her hands trying to grasp at the carpet. With each push forward that he made into her, he allowed her to adjust before continuing.

“That’s it, Layney. You’re doing so well taking each inch of my cock in your sweet ass.” He groaned as he pushed into her further nearly to the hilt. “Mm, you feel so fucking good and so goddamn tight.” His voice was strained from the way her body had to stretch around him.

After the full length of his member was seated inside of her, he sighed at the sensation. Layne moaned at the fullness he was providing her, finding it brought on a whole new and different level of pleasure.

“Joey, God, you feel even bigger when you’re in my ass.” She pushed her hips back against him, letting herself find enjoyment in having him take her body this way.

He pulled himself back until just the tip of his cock remained inside of her and pushed back into her this time with one smooth movement. A feral moan escaped past her lips as she felt him fill her back up. Her hand reached down between her legs and her fingers rubbed over her throbbing clit that was aching for attention.

Joey’s hands tightly locked onto her hips as he began with slow thrusts before picking up the pace. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room. He grunted each time he shoved his dick into her, and she groaned at the way her body felt perfectly designed for him.

Layne’s fingers worked over her small bundle of nerves, quickly working up to another orgasm as he fucked her ass as though he owned it, and own it he did. Her body came to the familiar ledge of glorious release. Panting hard, she opened her mouth to tell him she was going to come and instead all that came out with another scream of ecstasy.

As Layne’s climax tore through her, Joey whimpered while clinging to the last bit of control he had. “Fuck!” Following her over the same cliff of satisfaction, he cursed as he fully shoved himself deep inside her tight hole and his seed shot forth violently inside of her ass.

Moments later, they were both a hot mess on the floor, Joey still buried inside her while his chest was pressed up against her back. His mouth kissed the crook of her neck while his warm breaths melted against her skin. His hand caressed over the side of her body lovingly.

Layne lay there with him feeling a sense of satisfaction that had gone beyond anything she knew possible. She knew that he was her everything, and yet she still couldn’t bring herself past the other edge of fear to say those three words to him.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Despite that they were waiting impatiently for word back on the data to be reevaluated by Joey’s associates, Layne couldn’t complain too much. It allowed the two of them to enjoy spending time together.

Earlier in the day they had each gotten a workout in, with Joey helping Layne refine some of her skills that would be useful against someone significantly larger than her - which was most people she encountered. After their training session, they had another type of workout. The type without any clothes.

Layne heard a knock at the door prompting her to go answer while she was on her way to the kitchen to grab another round of drinks for both her and Joey. When she looked out the side window nobody was to be seen standing out front. She opened up the door and there was a bouquet of black magic roses wrapped in black and burgundy floral paper.

What should have been a welcomed delivery for most other women, Layne’s face fell at the sight of them. She leaned over and picked them up bringing them back into the house. Setting the unexpected gift on a side table, she plucked out the card from the center.

Her fingers opened up the black envelope and pulled out the crimson card. Flipping it open, something fell out onto the floor. The black ink was sprawled across the inside in neatly written words.

You fucked around. Now, you’re going to have to play my game with my rules. - Eric

When Layne bent over to pick up the fallen contents from the floor, she saw it was a piece of hard plastic. Turning it over in her hand she immediately noticed the face on the driver’s license. Rebecca. Her heart couldn’t have sunk faster if it had been tied to a twenty-ton anchor.

“No…” The words were hardly above a whisper.

“Who was at the door?” Joey asked from the sofa in the living room while the television had a replay of the NHL Winter Classic on.

She dropped everything onto the floor and pulled her phone out, immediately placing a call to Rebecca’s number. Layne ran into the office she had been sharing with Liam, pulled out her gun, and checked to see that it was loaded as she waited for her best friend to answer. After it rang several times, it went to voicemail.

“Damnit!” She tried calling again as she tucked her pistol in the back of her pants as she left her office and nearly ran Joey over now that he was coming to check on her.

The concern in his eyes was heavy as he saw the frenzied look on her face. “Layne, what’s going on?”

Ring, ring, ri?—

The call was answered and she was quick to blurt out her friend’s name with panicked hope. “Rebecca?!”

A sinister and all too familiar voice spoke on the other end of the line. “This is Rebecca’s answering service, she is currently unavailable right now.”

“Eric, you motherfucker! I swear to God, if you have so much as looked at her wrong, I will put a bullet in each of your fuckin’ eyes, then I will rip out each of your pathetic little balls and shove them into your eye sockets.” Her body was shaking from the anger filling her up.

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