Page 95 of Blinded By Love

She can be pissed as hell yet still show her caring side.

“Hayden, when were you going to tell me about the fight with Eric?”

“I don’t know.” I put the ice pack on the side table and rest my elbows on my knees as I look at Jaclyn. She walks towards me until she is standing in front of me. Her hands go to my face and she lifts my jaw to look down at me. Concern fills her eyes and I move her hand to my lips as I kiss her palm. “Don’t worry about me.”

“It’s hard not to when you look like that, Hayden,” she says as her other hand makes its way onto my face. She caresses my scalp and I force a groan back so she doesn’t hear how much her hands and touch affects me. “I don’t like it when you're hurt.”

“I love it when I’m hurt. You touch me without any hesitation,” I say, leaning closer to her, needing her lips on mine suddenly.

I want to be consumed by her.

“What are you doing?” she blushes and asks, looking down at my lips before meeting my eyes.

“Distracting you,” I say before grabbing the back of her thighs and pulling her on top of me.

Jaclyn gasps right before I cover her mouth with mine. She rests her hands on my shoulder, digging her nails into my skin making me even harder. I rub my hands all over her thighs. Anywhere I can touch her, I do. It’s like I can never get enough of her.

She breathes into my mouth hard as she starts to move her hips against mine. I lick the seam of her lips as she moans into my mouth. My tongue glides against hers softly and one of my hands makes its way to her hair. I take a fist full and grip her hair. Jaclyn grinds into me again making me grunt and breathe hard.

She is killing me and she doesn’t even know it.

I fist her hair and pull her mouth off of mine. “Come home with me,” I say in almost a desperate tone.

My lips brushing against her as I hold her close to my face, not wanting to let her go.

I don’t give a fuck though, I need her like I need relief.

And she is the perfect one.

She looks drunk off my kiss and her lips brush against mine as she says, “Okay.”

Forty-Five

Jaclyn

It’s dark when we enter the apartment.

I know Natalia is sleeping over at Chris’s house because they came to the club together and I just assumed that she was going to be with him.

She always is.

Hayden holds my hand until we get to his room where he closes the door behind him. He throws his keys on the side table and then lays down on the bed with his head resting against the headboard.

He looks at me, heat in his eyes.

Ever since we stopped kissing in his dressing room he has been touching me anywhere he could and during the ride here, my nerves skyrocketed because I can’t help but think that maybe I want to do everything with Hayden.

I trust him like I’ve never trusted anyone and the ache between my legs when I was kissing him was so overwhelming I was about to offer myself to him then and there.

“Come here,” he says, holding his bruised hand out.

I drop my bag on the floor. “Let me get something to clean the blood.” I go into his bathroom.

I grab the first aid kit he always keeps in his cabinet because he uses it so often whenever he has fights. I walk out of the bathroom and go to Hayden who is still holding a hand out for me. I take it and he swings my leg over his lap with his other hand so that I’m straddling him.

“Much better,” he says resting his head on the head board and closing his eyes.

It’s quiet as I tend to the cut on his face. I wipe his face clean of any dried blood. Hayden keeps his hands placed on my hips, every now and then digging his fingers in my skin making me want to squirm on his lap.

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