Page 42 of Branches of Betrayal

“Hadina…”

“Trust, remember? I’ve got you. I’ll keep you safe.”

A horrible part of Peyton wanted to reply:What happened to keeping me safe when I was taken?But she knew that was an ugly, bitter part of herself that she would have to keep combatting. She had forgiven Hadina, but it didn’t make it easy to forget.

Shoving the snarky response down, she nodded and allowed Hadina to guide her. She knew from the step down and the way the air hit her that they were officially outside, standing on the balcony. Just the thought made Peyton’s knees wobble.

The wind wrapped around them, pushing Peyton back against the windows. She let go of Hadina’s hands and pressed her palms against the cool glass.

“Hadi, what’s happening?” Peyton’s voice drifted, sounding garbled through a gust of wind.

“Shhh, no talking,” Hadina whispered in her ear. “It’s time to justfeel.”

To prevent her from responding, Hadina kissed Peyton. It was a slow, burning kiss that made every part of Peyton’s skin come alive. Hadina pushed herself against Peyton, her fingertips tracing down her arms and to her hips, where she held tightly.

Peyton couldn’t bring herself to move her hands from the glass. She was only too happy for Hadina to lead. Her skin felt hot and sweaty despite the cold air whipping at her. Every kiss and touch of Hadina’s soft lips made her feel like she was on fire.

“Oh,fuck,” Peyton sputtered as Hadina slid her hand beneath the waistband of Peyton’s pants. Was this really happening? Having sex at the top of the Tower of Americas—on the balcony no less—was like a weird sort of fever dream, filled with fear and anticipation.

Hadina’s fingers teased at her through the thin cotton of her panties. She was wet already from the thrill of exhilaration, ready for more. Her mouth opened on a silent gasp as Hadinadeftly moved the material to one side and began to toy with her, rubbing and tugging at her clit.

She wanted to beg for more, but Hadina was already a step ahead of her. A single finger slipped inside her, curling to elicit pleasure from her. Peyton’s breaths grew heavy, her chest rising and falling as she sucked in air.

The pressure built inside her, making her legs clench together. Desperation for release clung to her, but Hadina knew her body, and right as she was about to reach her climax, Hadi removed her fingers. Peyton was about to protest but Hadina crushes their lips together, her tongue prying open Peyton’s mouth. They moaned simultaneously, Peyton delighting in their embrace.

She was getting used to the back-and-forth of their mouths, the air between them short gasps when their kisses had gone on for too long, when Hadina’s hand returned to her pussy. Peyton groaned when Hadina wet her fingers using Peyton’s slickness, before pushing into her again.

Hadina’s pointed fingernails created a sharp sting inside her as she curled her fingers, hitting Peyton’s G-spot in the process. It was Peyton’s favorite kind of sex with Hadina; a little bit of pain mixed with her pleasure. She knew that Hadina knew that too.

“That’s it, baby,” Hadina cooed, working her fingers.

Peyton began to move her hips, riding on Hadina’s fingers to get more friction, more pressure. Hadina pressed harder into Peyton, moving her hand faster, her thumb entering the equation as she started to tease and flick her clit.

Hadina’s breath was hot against Peyton’s neck as she bit down, her tongue licking over the teeth marks.

“Take your blindfold off for me,tentadora.”

Her hands shook as Peyton did as instructed, removing the blindfold. She gulped in air when her eyes finally adjusted,seeing the San Antonio skyline for the first time in person. It was beautiful, with all its twinkling lights and different types of buildings. Thewhooshof cars driving way below was carried by the wind, whispering in her ears.

“Oh,oh, yes,” she panted, her hands now firmly gripping Hadina’s shoulders.

“Look down, love. See how high you are, how high you can soar.”

Peyton nodded—her legs like jello, supported by Hadina’s hold on her—and gazed below. Adrenaline filled her, her stomach filling with butterflies. Her body shuddered, her climax taking hold. She moaned, yelling Hadina’s name, as she let herself go. She fell over the edge of pleasure, a heady and terrifying feeling since there was a very prominent, deadly edge she could really fall over.

The danger mixed with her pleasure and Peyton felt every aspect of her body light up at the feeling.

By the time she had come down, Hadina was standing beside her, hand in hers, grinning that devilish grin.

“That was…”

“Incredible,” Hadina finished, licking her lips. “And just a taste of all the things I want to make you feel. Forever.”

Peyton’s breath caught in the back of her throat and she found herself at a loss for words. The forever Hadina promised was the thing she wanted most in life, and that scared her.

Both women looked out towards the city, their home. They had trouble coming their way, but Peyton and Hadina were strong enough to get through it. Once Demi was out of the picture, they could start living their forever.

“To building the forever life we crave,” Peyton said, before pulling Hadina into a kiss that she hoped was filled with every feeling she had. From the way Hadina responded, she knew it did.

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