Page 131 of Pretend
He’s in the water with me. His shirt is off, scars, tattoos and all stalking toward me. Handsome and mysterious, Daegan is fully healed and closing the distance like he’s ready to hunt me down. I walk back slowly, but his pace is too fast.
It’s been two months. By my mother’s words, I thought he was getting ready to deploy. I palm the water, keeping my arms above the surface.
“I told you to go do the good guy thing, Daegan!” I shout over my erratic heart and crashing waves. I’m referring to the letter I wrote him. He shouldn’t be here. He should be in Bloomings.
“I thought about it, but then I realized the only time I want to do good guy things is when I’m with you.” He shouts back, and I’m tempted to turn around and run back into my dad’s beach house.
I look at the sage green two-story beach home with stairs contemplating.
“You’re not running anymore. I won’t let you.”
He breaks me out of those thoughts when I realize he’s right in front of me. I turn back to him, and he grabs my hand, pulling my attention from anywhere else. Saltwater drips down his chest, onto his abs, and down to his…God, I miss him.
“Daegan. I thought you were supposed to be getting ready for a deployment. You’re not supposed to be here.”
He smirks, his scars crease when he smiles devilishly. He picks me up and forces me to straddle him. I let him take me, my skin melts against his hard muscles, and my pussy immediately screams for him.
“How’d you know? Now, look who the stalker is.” His snarky comment has me rolling my eyes and furrow my brows. I force myself to frown so I can hide the smile that wants to curve my lips. “You’re right. I shouldn’t be here. Show me how wrong I am.” He teases me right before he pushes his lips on mine, and I kiss him back hard, fast, and messy. Our tongues are moving like we’re becoming one. His hard bulge is right against my thigh, and I want to rub myself against it.
He breaks the kiss and whispers against my lips. He caresses my face with his giant, rough palms, and I do my best not to want to smother myself against him. My hands hold onto his back tattoo tighter.
“Daegan. We can’t be together.” I murmur while staring at his mouth that I’ve missed kissing so much. His beard is shorter, hugging his sharp jawline. He furrows his brows like he’s in pain at my admission.
“You’re mine, little valentine. Stop fighting it.”
“I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought we both needed time.” I concede, and he shakes his head.
“Do I have to fuck your doubts away? Do I have to mark you so you remember who you belong to? Do I need to fill you up with my babies over and over again? Do I have to have fucking marry you so every time you put on your dog tags, you’ll have my last name? Do I need to buy the brightest ring so you’ll know you’re my wife and no one elses?” He grabs my jaw, opens my mouth, and then devours me with his tongue. We kiss each other hard, and I’m soaking everywhere at his possessiveness.
“I want all of those things and more.” A tear falls down my cheek, and a hard wave crashes into our bodies. The cold sea bites our skin, but Daegan still holds onto me, not letting me move…almost like he’s afraid I’ll walk away again.
“Good. Now, put me out of my misery, baby. The only time I’m not hurting is when I’m inside you.”
Daegan kissedme as he carried me back into my father’s vacation home. It’s like he knew exactly where to go and where my room was. At this point, I am already lost in him; I let my selfishness take over and let myself feel a glimpse of happiness that my soul so desperately needed.
“Fuck, I missed you. I missed you so bad, I wanted to kill myself. I convinced myself you didn’t want me. But look at you. Look at how consumed you are by me like I am with you.”
“Daegan.” I breathe against his lips, but he doesn’t let me say anything else. He keeps stealing my breath away with more detrimental kisses and I love it.
“This is what you do to me. Don’t you ever fucking leave me again, or I’ll make sure to tie you up and spank your ass until it’s raw.” He pulls on my hair as he kisses me, pushing himself harder against me. I’m still in my yellow dress. He pushes me into the small shower space and closes the glass door behind us. He grabs my dress by the collar and tears it open. My breasts fall out with small bounces, and he bites on the skin underneath my nipple as he throws it out, and it hits the tile floor with a loud smack.
I’m exposed, naked, and hungry for his taste.
“Get on your knees, and suck.” Daegan growls, and I look at his pierced dick. Precome leaks from him already. He is so hard and ready for me that I’m on my knees in a split second, eager to take him in every way that I can.
The shower head runs down his back, and I oblige without hesitation. Our movements have been fast, ferocious, and anything but soft. I grab his already hard, thick cock, and I suck him hard. and just when I think he can’t get any more massive, his cock thickens even more as I tongue him. I want to feel him. I want to stop hurting, too, and ask questions later.
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DAEGAN
“What doesmy dirty girl want tonight? To be degraded? To be told how much of a needy slut she is or how she’s such a good little girl? Do you want to be choked as you take my cock in your ass and cunt until you pass out?”
“Yes, baby. All of that, please.” She purrs, licking her lips, and I pull the back of her head, and she opens wide. My dick twitches when she begs. I sink my cock into her soft, warm, perfect mouth like it’s made to be in her body and only her body. She lets me fuck her throat, hard and rough, filthy and fast, just the way she likes it. She gags, sucks, and takes my cock down her throat without missing one beat. She massages my balls with her hands, and I groan, watching her suck me off.
The sounds of her sucking and gagging fill my ears like a beautiful tune. She smiles as she takes me in. She fingers her clit, and I growl. Her pussy should be in between my teeth, and I’m starving for her heavenly taste.
I pull my cock out of her mouth, and I grin, satisfied when I see that her lips are swollen, red, and puffy. She looks stunned, as if I took away something she’s craving. She looks up at me on her knees, wide-eyed and lustful.
