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“Then stay here,” I tell her.
“I’m going to have to talk to him at some point. He’s still my dad, as much as I don’t care for him at the moment.”
“I know. But you can worry about that later, when you’re ready.”
She gives me a sad smile, walking over to wrap her arms around me as I rest my chin on the top of her head.
“Shouldn’t you be out there with your guests?” she asks.
“They can wait.”
“Well,” she says, pulling away from me. “While we’re here, I figure I could go ahead and give you your present.”
“You got me a present?”
“Isn’t that typically what people do for birthdays?” she teases, a wide grin crossing her features.
“What’d you get me, Sorrels?” I ask, the corner of my lips quirking up as she pulls a small box out of her boot, handing it over.
I look to her before opening it, carefully untying the bow. Lifting the lid, my heart stalls completely as I peer inside.
“I did the best that I could… I’m still so sorry, Weston—”
My lips slam to hers, my free hand cupping her face as I pull her into me. I place the box down on the table, my grandpa’s Ace of Spades card facing us, clear tape holding the torn pieces back together.
“How did you do it?” I ask.
“After our argument in the parking lot—and Brad and I’s… argument—I went back to pick up the pieces. I didn’t find all of them, but I kept what I could find, and tried to piece it back together as best as I could.”
“You’re amazing,” I breathe against her lips, the need to claim her right here and now taking over me.
Grabbing her by the backs of the thighs, she lets out a startled gasp as I pick her up, placing her on the large cherrywood desk in the center of the room. I waste no time bringing my mouth back to hers, devouring her as my hands reach down to undo my belt, pulling down the strap of her sundress and exposing her to me.
I hungrily kiss my way down her neck before reaching her chest, sucking her pink nipple into my mouth as I swirl my tongue around the tight bud, eliciting a moan from her as her fingers dig into my scalp in encouragement.
I reach down between her legs, pushing her underwear to the side to find her already soaked for me as I run my fingers through her slit.
“Wes,” she moans. “I need you right now.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” I chuckle, pulling my length out and placing it at her entrance. I wrap my arm around Hailey’s waist to brace her as I push inside, a guttural groan escaping my lips as I sink into her sweet cunt.
“Fuck,” I breathe, slamming my lips onto hers as I begin to move inside her, her hips grinding into me as I thrust in and out. “You feel so damn good. Tell me this pussy is all mine.”
“Wes—”
“Tell me,” I repeat with a commanding thrust, a moan echoing through the space as her eyes slam shut with the force.
“It’s yours,” she pants, her nails digging into me as I pick up speed. “I’m yours.”
Her words sink into my veins, my adrenaline kicking into overdrive as they drive me absolutely feral. I pound into her, her delicious moans ringing out around us as I drive her to the edge, locking her tight in my grip as I slam all the way to the hilt.
“Say it again,” I command, needing to hear the words again to make sure I didn’t imagine them.
“I’m yours,” she repeats. “Fuck, Wes—I’m yours!”
“And I’m yours,” I breathe against her lips, her eyes meeting mine.
“Now come for me, baby,” I tell her, reaching between us to her clit with the pad of my thumb.
