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“I’ll give you that and forever, baby,” he replies, sealing his promise with a deep kiss. His hands grab my ass and he slips a finger into my dripping heat.
I moan into his mouth, my hands grasping his hair. He pumps three more times, then adds two more fingers.
“Yes,” I hiss out. I swear, this man can make me come by just breathing on me. I’msoakedfor him.
He takes his fingers out and lifts my hips, sliding me down on his thick cock in one delicious move. He sits up and guides me up and down on his shaft. His hands grip my ass and his mouth sucks and nips my tits. I roll my head back and ride him hard, moaning his name into the night.
“Look how fucking beautiful you are, Audrey. Look at me,” he growls. My eyes snap back to his, and I watch him as he fucks me into another galaxy.
Everything with Donovan is intense. It’s passion. It’s love. I want to give him everything, all at once. Our breathing is in sync, just like our bodies.
I’m in love with every part of him, and tonight, we make up for all the lost time and the years apart. Donovan reminds me of just what I’ve been missing.
Six more times.
Chapter Twenty
DONOVAN
I stand in my kitchen and chug a glass of cold water to quench my thirst. My wild woman had me working overtime tonight, and I wasn’t mad about it. I look at the digital clock glowing from the oven. 3:00 a.m.
Jesus, we really went at it all night.
I could go twenty-four hours straight if it meant Audrey coming over and over with my name on her lips.
A grin flashes across my face as I think about Audrey’s beautiful face and her perfect body coming apart beneath me, on top of me, all over me. The wait was worth it.
“No…please…stop! Get off of me! Get away from me!”
My ears perk up as I hear Audrey yelling. My feet respond before I can even think. No. Not again. This can’t happen again. My heart thuds rapidly out of my chest. I gotta get to her.
I swing the door open to see her arms flailing and her legs kicking through the sheets. With a quick scan of the room, my mind expects me to see a man standing over her. But there’s not. It’s just a nightmare. Not an intruder. Not Kellan. The air empties from my lungs, my hand gripping the door handle so tight I’m afraid it will snap off. I struggle to catch my breath, like I’ve just run a marathon. Who knew ten feet could feel liketen thousand? The room closes in on me as the image of Kellan strangling Audrey comes rushing in like an unwanted parasite, feeding off of my fear.
It’s not real, Donovan. She’s having a bad dream.
My legs finally get unstuck and I rush to her side, slipping in bed beside her. I’m careful not to startle her awake too quickly, gently stroking her hair out of her face.
“Shhh, baby. Hey, it’s okay, you’re okay. Baby, it’s me,” I whisper, keeping my voice low so I don’t freak her out more than she already is. Her eyes flutter open, already wet with tears. She nuzzles into my neck and wraps her body around me. I feel her heart thumping rapidly against my chest. Whatever nightmare she just had really got her spooked.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” she whispers. I help her sit up, our backs resting on the headboard. She laces her fingers with mine and I place a soft kiss on her temple.
“You don’t need to apologize. What happened? You’re trembling, Mouse.” My eyes fill with concern. The color in her face has drained and her lips are pale. She looks down at our hands, fidgeting with her thumb on mine.
“It was Kellan. He was on top of me and I couldn’t move. My arms and legs felt like a dead weight. I couldn’t fight him. I—” her voice cracks and she cups her face in her hands as quiet sobs shake her shoulders.
“Shh…you’re safe, Audrey. He can’t hurt you anymore,” I reassure her. A deep anger boils in the depth of my stomach. I grind my molars, thinking about smashing Kellan’s face in for ever laying a finger on my girl.
She puts her head in my lap and cries. I stroke her hair and let her feel what she’s feeling. It’s difficult to watch someone you love go through shit. I wish I could take all the pain away. Everything she endured and suffered at his hands, I’d take it all.
I recall watching my mom laying in James’s bed after he passed, clutching his t-shirts and crying on his bed. It was like the beast of trauma was so big, we didn’t think it would ever leave us alone. I wanted to take the pain away from my family and destroy it, so that we could be happy and whole again. It’s the thief of joy, and it’s doing its worst on Audrey. And there’s nothing I can do to help.
Audrey picks her head up and looks at me, her eyes fill with fear. “Donovan, I have to tell you something,” she mutters. My heart drops. I silently nod, urging her to go on.
“When I went to get my number changed, I felt someone watching me from outside the store,” she whispers. My breath halts. “He was wearing all black with a cap and sunglasses. And um.” A pause. “I followed him,” she confesses. My eyelids fly open.
“Youwhat? Why did you do that?” My tone comes out harsher than intended. I’m trying to stay calm, but her safety is my first concern. She notices my agitation and strokes my forearm, instantly settling me with just her touch.
“I don’t know why, but I felt like I needed to. He turned down an alley and the last I saw, he got into a black SUV and drove through some back roads off of Main,” she utters, clearly spooked by the entire ordeal. She shakes her head, and a tear falls past her chin. I wipe it away with the pad of my thumb and caress her soft jawline.
