She’s been my love.
She had been my happiness.
And now she is gonna be my damnation. Because I am going to burn this world down for her. She deserves that much. And more. This woman has been through hell, and she’s gonna stand by my side as I bring hell to all of them. The devil will bow at the way I make them pay.
“Avery.” She whispers my name, bringing me back to her.
“Yes, baby?” I ask, rubbing my nose against hers. Our lips so close …
Her body trembles against mine. “I want you,” she admits, and I hate the way her soft voice makes me hard. I shouldn’t think about fucking her. But I do.
I still feel him on top of me. I still feel his breath on me.
I want to erase any memory of my father from her soul. I want her to know I still want her. That whatever he was trying to do didn’t work. She’s always been mine and still is. I own her!
“I want you too, Bunny,” I say and then press my lips to hers.
She moans, parting her soft lips for me, and just like that, I’m lost.
My hands slide into her hair, and I tilt her head back, deepening the kiss. Her tongue meets mine, and I growl deep within my chest.
I tilt her head to the side, and our kiss grows frantic. Her nails dig into my back, and my hands tighten in her hair. I need her. I want to feel her. I want to take her.
I release her hair and grip her ass. My hands slide into her underwear and lift her off her feet. She wraps her legs around my waist, and I walk us toward my study. I don’t want to take her on my couch in case someone walks into the living room, but I don’t have the patience to make it to my bedroom.
We crash into the room, and I shut the door with my foot. I lay her on the couch and pull my lips away from hers just long enough to yank my shirt over her head.
She’s undoing my pants and shoving them down my legs while I remove my shirt. “Lie down,” I order roughly, and she does as I say on the couch. I grab the black lace material and yank them down her legs. Then I’m on top of her. My lips back on hers desperately. Her hands in my hair and pulling. I moan into her mouth. She whimpers into mine.
I reach between our bodies and run a finger over her pussy. She’s soaked.
She pulls away and sucks in a ragged breath. “Please,” she begs.
“I wanna taste you,” I say, my mouth watering just thinking about my head between her legs.
She shakes her head. “Please. Just fuck me.”
I can’t deny this woman anything. And I know I have the rest of our lives to spend between her legs, so I take my hard cock in my hand and push into her. She arches her back; her lips part, and she gasps as I stretch her.
She’s so fucking tight. I drop my face to the crook of her neck, and she runs her fingers down my back. The feel of them burning my skin makes me shiver. Then she’s digging them into my ass, her silent plea for me to move.
I pull my hips back and then thrust forward. “Avery,” she pants.
I reach back and grab her hands and pin them down to the couch above her head. She whimpers. “Is this what you want, Bunny?” I ask, roughly pulling out and then shoving my hips forward.
“Yes,” she cries out, arching her back. “God, yes.”
I release her hands and grab her breasts. I lean down and suck her hard nipple into my mouth, and she tangles her hands into my hair while she bucks her hips, meeting mine with each thrust. I lightly nibble on it, and she shudders underneath me.
I pull away and trail kisses across her chest to the other one and give it the same attention. Her back arches, her mouth open as she gasps, and her pussy is soaking wet. “Fuck, I’ve missed you so much,” I say, panting. A thin layer of sweat has formed on my head and chest.
She opens her heavy eyes and looks up at me. Her hands cup my face, and my hips slow at the look in her eyes. They’re so soft. They make her look so young. It’s as if we’ve gone back in time to eleven years ago.
“I’ve missed you, Avery,” she whispers softly, and I see tears start to glisten in her eyes.
And I fucking hate myself all over again for what I put her through. If I had just called her …
“Don’t ever leave me,” she says.