Page 76 of Hiding from Hope

“Try again,” I growl.

“I said I wasn’t coming back. There was someone else, and we weren’t meant to be.” I reward her and myself by finally letting go. My mouth descends on her in a second, my tongue devouring her center and teasing that delicate bundle at her apex, feeling her squirm below me. She moans and tightens her thighs around my head.

Stuck between her thighs and unable to drag myself out, I mumble into her, “More, keep going.”

“I told him goodbye. That we were done. I hoped he found happiness, but I already had mine. That was why I hugged him.” She grips my hair to a point of pain and yanks me up from between her legs. Her eyes are misty, but full of desire, as she searches mine and pants, lips only inches from mine.

“I hugged him goodbye. I told him I was already in love with someone else and that I wasn’t coming back to him. My heart isn’t his. It never was. Jessie, I love you.” She drops a tear, but I seal her words with my lips, my pants gone, and my fingers find her center.

“I love you, sunshine. I’m never letting you go now. I can’t quit you.”

“You better not,” she teases as she kisses me again, her bound hands looping my neck, pulling at my hair, and snapping the last of my control.

“Do you want to come on my fingers, my tongue, or my cock?” I bite her jaw before pulling back to remove my shirt. When I look back down at her face, she pants, a mix of excitement and passion floods her eyes as she bites her lip.

“All three.”

Casey

I gasp as Jessie spears me with his fingers and he seals his lips on mine.

‘You are my guiding star, you burn bright and have thawed my soul. You’re mine. I love you.’

Finally.

I could breathe. It felt like a weight lifted from my chest because Jessie had finally taken what he wanted, and like I had been longing for, what he wanted was me.

Connor was a big part of my life and I, his. He wasn’t a bad guy, we both just had different futures now. And I was currently having a sexual awakening with mine.

“Jess,” I grind out through a clenched jaw, barely holding a foot to my sanity as he edges and teases me right on the threshold. “Please.” I beg for the release, my body pulled so tight, and the way he trails his kisses down my neck, across my collarbone, while his fingers play me like his favorite instrument, I’m on the cusp of ecstasy.

“I love when you beg for me,” he murmurs into my neck, his fingers curling and diving deeper as he pushes me over the edge. The waves of euphoria have me crying out for him and barely able to catch my breath when he kisses me. Hooking his arms around my knees, he flips us, so he lays under me, his back now to the bed. “That’s one,” he hisses, smacking a hand to my ass, and I gasp. “Now get up here and hold on tight.” He points to the headboard. I waste no time climbing over him, anticipation and a sudden wave of wariness hits me. I haven’t done this before.

I look down at his glittering eyes and bite my lip.

“Sit, sunshine,” he coaxes, his hot breath teasing my center. “I won’t ask again,” he orders. But I’m still frozen. I haven’t been seen from this angle, and what if I suffocate him?

My thoughts are cut off when he grabs my hips and firmly pulls, his tongue spearing me, and I almost squeal.

“Oh, God!” My vision blackens, and I see stars as he devours me.

“Ride my face. Take what you need from me, Casey.” He lays beneath me, but right now, holds all the power as he clutches me firmly to his mouth. “I love tasting your tight little cunt.” He smacks my ass again and reaches a hand around to tease and pinch my clit.

“Yes,” I encourage and beg, while my hips roll with a mind of their own.

With barely a breath being caught, he spears his tongue into me, pinches my sensitive peak once more, and I’m hurtling over the edge, screaming his name as it hits me harder than the last.

“Fucking hell. Jess.” I reach down the best I can to pull him up with my hands bound by my ribbon—who knew I had a kink for that? His licks start to slow. “I need you. God, I need you now!” I’m a panting mess and I think I’m crying. I’ve never felt need like this. Never felt claimed and taken so thoroughly, not like Jessie does.

“That’s two. And the sweetest dessert I’ve ever tasted,” he rasps as he sits up, my legs still over his shoulders, and I’m on my back as he maneuvers himself between my legs.

“I’m going to take you hard and fast, Ace. Because I need you. So fucking bad.” He punctuates his words with a deep kiss, and gently removes the ribbon from my wrists. He pauses, the intensity of his eyes makes my breath catch as he peruses me. “But now that you’re mine, I’m also going to spend every day loving you. In every way I can. Gently, quietly, extravagantly—” he kisses me again, his smile turning down right feral, “possessively, aggressively, and any other way that you need. Loving you is going to be the easiest and best thing I’ve ever done. And I’m going to make up for all the lost time. I’ll make you forget everyone from your past and give you the future you’ve dreamed of.” His vulnerability stares back at me and my chest aches. I love this man with everything in me.

“I promise,” he whispers, and I feel the pain of regret, for how long he took, for not making a move, for not saying everything sooner. But I really don’t care. I want him now. Screw the past. If he’s my future, I only want to look forward.

“I’m on the pill,” I whisper, and his gaze darkens, the hunger deepening.

“Are you sure?” he whispers back, but I don’t hesitate. I’m done with all the barriers between us. I just want him.

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