Page 96 of Blinded By Love

I take one of his hands off my hip making him open his eyes and watch me clean the cuts on his knuckles.

“Hands like these should be treated with care, Hayden.” Once one hand is clean of blood I press my lips to the knuckles. I put his hand down and he places it back on my hip. I grab his other one and start cleaning the cuts and blood. “You always like to use them to hurt yourself when you could be using them for anything else. Why fighting?”

Once I’m done cleaning his other hand I press my lips to his knuckles again.

“Because it’s a way for me to relieve everything I’m feeling inside.”

“Like what?” I look up at Hayden, questioning.

Hayden takes my jaw in his hand, his face leaning closer to mine. I stare down at his lips before licking my own.

I want his lips on me everywhere. All I want to feel is him.

“Because all of that pain I want to cause, fighting is the only way to do that.”

“There aren’t other ways? Less dangerous ways?”

Hayden’s eyes fill with a darkness I’ve never seen before. It makes me curious and also feel achy between my legs with how he looks at me like I am the only thing he needs to take all of those demons inside his head away.

“There are but you’re not ready to see that.”

Before I can ask another question, Hayden pulls my face closer to his and covers my mouth with his. I moan instantly, feeling him consume me with his lips.

I breathe hard into his lips, needing more of him and everything he’s willing to give.

He bites my bottom lip making me arch into him and hiss. He slips his tongue in, warm, wet, and so enticing over my tongue. Gliding and rubbing against one another.

“Hayden,” I moan, running my fingers along the strands of his hair. He groans, taking my lips in his again and again. Sparks shoot downwards that make it impossible to ignore. Hayden kisses me like all boys should kiss girls. He kisses me like I’m the only girl he has a need for. He kisses me like I am his lifeline and he needs me to breathe air. I bet that if I wanted to, Hayden would stay here all night with his hands on me, kissing and not doing anything else.” Hayden. I need-”

Hayden takes his lips off mine and drags them down my neck, pressing small hot kisses. “What princess? What do you want?”

“You.” I breathe out, leaning down to try and get his lips back on mine again. “I need you to touch me, please.”

I trail my hands down his frame and sneak them under his sweater so I can feel his skin. His abs clench against my hand and I almost hear a groan come out of his mouth.

“Where? Tell me where it hurts, baby,” he whispers, sending jolts of pleasure to the spot between my legs. I rub myself on his hips, still keeping eye contact with him. Hayden moves his hand from my ass and it goes to my pussy. “Here?” I nod my head and hide my face in his neck, embarrassed and ashamed because it’s weird asking this. But the pleasure hurts too much to just ignore like I have other times. Hayden moves me so that I’m lying on my back, anticipation filling my veins. He takes off his sweater and throws it on the floor. My pants are next and I press my thighs together, scared of him seeing me completely bare. Sure Hayden has fingered me but it’s always been with me on top of him. Never with me laying down completely bare in front of him. “Sit up, princess,” he says, his voice deep.

I sit up and Hayden takes off my sweater. His hungry gaze runs over my breasts and I blush, immediately wanting to cover myself.

“Stop,” I say to Hayden, making him look back up at me.

“Take off your bra.” I shake my head, biting my bottom lip lightly. “Take it off princess,” he says in a gentler tone. He’s not going to let me get away with this. I take off my bra and then cover my breasts, but Hayden comes on the bed and takes my hands away from my chest. He makes me lie back down and rests a knee between my thighs. He leans down and kisses my neck, slowly making his way down my chest. His lips don’t leave any spots untouched. “You insist on making this body seem like it’s the worst thing in the world when in reality, it’s the only one I want in my bed.” He kisses down my stomach. I suck in, my hands itching to cover the lump I have on my lower stomach from the shots I used to take down there. Hayden looks back up at me, glaring. I rest my hands back down on the bed. “Your insecurities are one of the hottest things I have ever seen, Jaclyn.” His kisses move over my hips which are covered in stretch marks. “So let me appreciate them.”

I try to press my legs together but Hayden’s knees prevent me from doing that. “Hayden.” My eyes close and I squirm in his hold. I grab his hair and pull him up so that his lips can meet mine. “Please, just touch me.” I hate how desperate I sound but the way his knee is rubbing against my pussy feels like torture.

Hayden dances his fingers to my pussy and runs them through my wetness. “You’re fucking soaking, Jaclyn.” He presses the pad of his finger to my clit, rubbing it in slow, torturing circles. I grind against his hand, my eyes close, drunk on the way he’s making me feel.

“Yes,” I moan.

He slowly thrusts two fingers inside me. I buck my hips off the bed, needing more friction.

Hayden starts to move them in and out at a slow pace while his thumb plays with my clit. I see stars in my eyes as he goes at a dangerously slow pace.

It’s like a sweet torture, him doing this to me and I can’t get enough.

I grind against his hand, moving with his fingers as he pleasures me.

“You’re fucking tight, princess,” he whispers in my ear, kissing down my neck and chest. His lips take a nipple in his mouth and I arch into him. “But you’ll take my cock, won’t you?” he says before nipping at my nipple.

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