Page 13 of The Throwback

“I know, Bay. You’re doing so good. I know it hurts. Do you remember your safe word?”

“Yes,” she replies.

“Use it,” I order, pushing my tongue inside her sensitive cunt. She attempts to pull away, but I can’t control myself enough to let her go. I need it. I wait to hear her pull the plug, but while every movement she’s making screams that she’s done, she doesn’t actually say the word.

I rear my hand back, slapping the overused bundle of nerves and making her hiss a sharp breath throughher teeth. “Use the fucking word, Bailey. I won’t stop until you do. I came all over myself and I’m already hard again. I can do this all night.” She stays quiet aside from the small whines that escape her every time my breath ricochets off her skin. Even that is making her squirm.

Either this girl is certifiably insane, or she’s just fucking perfect for me.

I abandon my place between her thighs for a moment, crawling up to remove the cuffs from her wrists and kissing each one before pulling the blindfold from her eyes. They're closed, and she looks absolutely exhausted, but they slowly flutter open when she realizes I'm there. I’m worried she might slip into subspace without me noticing, so I want to check and make sure she’s good to continue. I honestly didn’t think she’d last as long as she has, but she’s surprising the hell out of me.

“Hey, pretty girl,” I say quietly, capturing her gaze. “You still here with me?” She nods her head, and I brush my fingers along her warm cheek, my heart squeezing in my chest as she leans into my touch. “Do you want to stop?”

“No,” she replies weakly. “But will you stay up here with me?”

I huff a quiet laugh. “Of course, I will. Matter of fact,” I say, reaching down and peeling my cum-soaked briefs down my legs and tossing them to the floor, “we’ll do it together, face-to-face this time.”

“Okay,” she says as I slide on top of her, settling my body between her open legs. I have to breathe deeply toget my bearings as I feel my bare cock press against her wet center, reminding myself of what I have to lose if I don’t take my time before moving us to the next level. I don’t give a fuck that I just got her back. I already know the attachment I’ll feel to her once we cross that line isn’t something I’ll be able to let go of.

The moment Bailey Hart lets me inside her is the moment I’ll fall irrevocably in love. I’ll be powerless to stop it from happening. I can feel it in my soul.

“Ready?” I ask and she nods, closing her eyes as I start to thrust against her. She’s absolutely soaked, making it easy to rub myself along her slit, feeling how swollen she is from what I’ve put her through tonight. Her legs shake and squeeze my hips, then drop open wider as the friction gradually turns from pain to pleasure. The sounds of discomfort that were squeaking out of her moments ago morph into ones of relief, and she angles her hips under me so I’m hitting exactly where she wants me to.

“There’s those pretty-girl moans,” I say. “I’m so fucking hard for you, Bay. Can’t wait to feel you gush on my dick when you come.”

“Jett, fuck me,” she whimpers. “I want you so bad. Just,please.”

Goddamn it.

I could. It would be so easy to just reach over, grab a condom and fuck her until the sun comes up. But I won’t. Not until she understands what it means for me.

“Look at me,” I say, and she opens her eyes, connecting them to mine. “We can’t yet. Because once we do, I’m not letting you go again. It’ll never just be afuck with the goal of feeling good and moving on. When we take that step, it’ll change our lives, so I need you to really think about it for a few days. If you’re completely ready for that at the end of the week, I’ll make love to you, Bailey. And then I’ll keep you forever.”

Her eyes close and she exhales contentedly, nodding in agreement. I hope she understands what I’m not saying here. It may seem crazy, but the bond we share isn’t one that can be broken by any amount of distance or time. This girl is all I have left of the life that was taken from me when I was just a kid, and making the decision to give her all of myself is as easy as breathing. She’s been a part of me since I was six years old, even if the majority of our lives were spent unknowingly finding our way back to one another. I just want to make sure that if she wants to jump into this thing headfirst with me, she does it because she feels the same way. If she doesn’t yet, I’ll wait for as long as she needs me to.

“Let’s come together,” I say, grinding against her as our orgasms build. I can tell she’s still overstimulated, but she takes it like a champ, shifting herself under me until she’s getting what she needs. I concentrate on not slipping inside as she moves, even though I’d give anything to feel her just for a second. But I want it to be perfect the first time, so for now, I focus on the way her swollen lips feel as they massage my cock.

“I can’t wait to fuck you for real, Bay,” I grit out. “I’m going to pump you so full of my cum. And you know what’ll happen when I do, don’t you?”

Her eyes go wide and her mouth parts as she looks up at me, nodding her head rapidly.

“Say it,” I plead. Even if she decides she doesn’t want me in the end, I want to get lost in this moment, dreaming about what could be if she did.

“You’d—you’d,” she stammers, and I can tell she’s teetering on the ledge of her orgasm as I keep thrusting the head of my cock into her clit.

“I’dwhat,pretty girl?”

“Get me pregnant,” she moans loudly as her body stiffens and she comes all over me. Just hearing the words makes my vision go black, and my orgasm hits so hard I nearly pass out. I have yet to blow my load inside this woman, but every time she makes me explode, it’s the most intense climax I’ve ever experienced. I’m afraid I might actually die when I finally fill her up. It would be worth it if I do. I have no doubts about that.

I slow my hips as we both come down, our heavy breaths and satisfied moans mixing together as I lean down and kiss her gently. “Thank you for coming back to me,” I whisper, and my heart feels like it could burst out of my chest with the way she looks at me. I know she’s feeling at least a small amount of what I am. There’s no way what we just did didn’t mean something to her.

“It was fate,” she replies, and now I know she’s right there with me.

I lower my forehead to hers, letting the last of our orgasms fade away as we breathe each other in. Our hearts are both pounding wildly as I lie on her with ourchests pressed together, and I swear they sync up to the same rhythm like they were waiting years to be able to beat as one again.

Two days.

That’s all it took for me to become whole again. After all the suffering in my life, I finally have someone to look forward to sharing it with. I just hope that at the end of the week, she doesn’t break me all over again.

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