Page 99 of Pretend
DAEGAN
She’s sleeping.On her stomach, her long black curls sprawled out against her naked back. My dick hardens immediately, watching my little valentine closed off to the world.
She is so innocent, but she has a fire inside her when someone pushes her buttons the wrong way. She isn’t afraid to stand up for what’s right or wrong.
As soon as I saw Kane outside her door, I sent him to his room. I waited until he had left entirely to enter her room. She had locked it. Clever girl, yet foolish to think a locked door could ever stop me from getting to her. The number of ways I know how to get through locked windows or doors is limitless.
I take off my mask, blood still soaked on my chest and back from where I was stabbed. I’m supposed to be in the hospital getting stitched up. But the first person I wanted to see as soon as the helicopter touched the ground was one person. My little Valentine. A short girl with beautiful tanned skin and curls I like to pull on.
I slowly take off the blanket, my heart racing as each agonizing second ticks by, and then I see my goddess, and an ache swells my dick to the point of pain. I find her mostly naked underneath with only her laced panties on. She did this on purpose.
Jesus…
Her smooth olive-toned skin aches to be touched and worshiped. Goosebumps erupt all over her back, her body already reacting to being uncovered.
I trail my finger along her spine down to her ass.
She’s such a good girl…of course, she’s naked.
“Mmm.” She hums and groans while asleep. Fuck, I love to hear those sweet moans. She’s moaning for me. I will never let her moan for another person as long as I’m alive.
“I’m back, baby,” I whisper into her ear, ready to devour her like a hungry predator. God, she makes me so hard it hurts. Even when I was on the mission, every time I saw her mesmerizing face, it pained me. I had to forcefully block her out so I could fucking focus.
Is this what my secret obsession with lust has driven me to?
I need her to put me out of my goddamn misery.
She stirs in bed, a small smile pulling at her soft pink lips. She blinks slowly. Her lashes flutter as she wakes up.
“Daegan?” Her sleepy voice calls for me. The blue moonlight from her window leaks through, making it barely visible.
“I’m here, Valentine,” I say.
She turns onto her back, her nipples pointed onto her perfect full breasts, and I’m tempted to suck on them.
She smiles, and I can see that because the light she left on in her closet leaks through the cracked open door. She left it on like that because she knows that’s how I sleep. Did she know I was coming back tonight? Or has she kept it on like this every night?
My dick pulsates with need. I want her. And I want her now.
“Daegan…” she groans when my fingers grace her clit, teasing her, circling it, not entirely giving her the sensations she craves.
“Alessia.” I crave to hear her say my name on her lips for the rest of my life. She’s ruined me, taken me for herself, leaving no room to think about another woman. Not that I will everwant toagain.
“I’ve missed you.” She breathes softly, twitching as I continue to work her body.
I chuckle, then slip a finger inside her, feeling her soft, warm insides. She’s already so wet and ready for me.
“Your pussy is crying for me.”
She bites her lips and nods as I stroke in and out of her with two fingers.
“Mr. Hannibal. Kane will hear us.” She looks at the locked door, her eyes widening with worry.
“Good. He needs to know you belong to me.” I tease.
“I won’t—” She starts, but I interrupt her with my movements. I slide in a third finger, making her hips buckle and steal the air from her lungs. Her body trembles as I thrust a little faster than before.
This is wrong. This is so fucking wrong. If Ravenmore finds out what I’ve done with her…I can kiss my job goodbye. I’ve entered my “fuck it” era. I’m just going with the flow now, and that flow is Alessia Valentine. I’ll gladly ride out these waves with her.
