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I feel my pulse race against his fingers as he drives harder into me. My breasts move with each movement, and he’s fixated on them as his gaze pierces me with their heat. “Does the birthday girl want to cum now?” His gravelly voice pushes me closer to the edge.
I nod my head quickly. “Please,” I beg, knowing he loves to hear me like this. “Harder,” I manage to get out, straining my throat against his palm.
“My naughty little birthday girl,” he murmurs, squeezing tighter against my throat as he rams into me harder.
I moan as my body eagerly laps up what he has to offer. The tightness around my neck makes me feel owned by him, and I greedily accept it because deep down, I know I own him, too.
He pushes into me hard one last time, and our bodies explode together. Our shouts blend as we pulse, wrapped around each other. Tremors shoot through me as I squeeze him tightly, digging my heels into his back. I lose all sense of reality as my body soars with him to another time and place before landing back in his arms.
“God, I love you,” he breathes against my neck. “Happy Birthday, sweet Lyla. I hope the birthday girl got what she wanted.”
“I got exactly what I wanted,” I giggle. “And so much more.”
“I feel like it’s my birthday, too, after what I just felt.”
“I’ll share my birthday with you,” I smile. He kisses me briefly on the lips before hauling us out of bed.
“Time to get that sweet ass of yours ready. I’ll warm up our pancakes and feed you while you get dressed,” he winks at meand walks to the door. My eyes go directly to that fine ass of his as I admire the view.
“I feel your eyes again, little hummingbird,” he chuckles. “I would run to the bathroom if I were you before I haul you over my shoulder and take you back to bed, making usverylate to the park.
“I’m going,” I say, holding back the laughter that wants to erupt. I feel like a kid on Christmas morning as I run to the bathroom for a quick shower.
My phone dings and I grab it off the counter.
Chills run down my spine as I read the text message from an unknown number.
Happy Birthday, precious girl.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
LYLA
Fear grips me as I stare at my phone.
How did he get my number?
“What’s wrong?” I look up and see Jake come rushing over, his eyes filled with concern as he sets the plate of pancakes on the counter. “You look white as a ghost, and you’re shaking.”
I hand him the phone, unable to speak. His eyes harden when he sees the text.
“Is this from him?” He looks up with a storm in his eyes. His jaw is taut as he clenches it.
“It has to be,” I whisper. “No one else I know calls me that.”
“Fucking bastard. He’s playing mind games with you.” He runs a hand roughly over his face.
I grab a towel off the hook and wrap myself in it to stop the tremors running through my body.
“Come here,” he says softly, putting his strong arms around me. “Everything is going to be okay. I promise you, Lyla, he’s not going to touch you. We need to take this to the cops. He has a restraining order against him. Surely, this is breaching it in some way.”
“Not today,” I say, shaking my head. “I won’t let him take this day from me. Please, Jake. Let’s just forget about it for today. He’s taken too much from me already. I won’t let him take this day, too,” I plead with him to understand and grip him harder.
“Shh, it’s okay, baby.” His hand rubs my back to try and soothe me. “We can wait until tomorrow if that’s what you want.” His voice is heavy with concern about me.
“It’s what I want.” I put on a brave smile for him and kiss his lips. The last thing I want to do is worry him again. “I’m just going to take a quick shower, and I’ll be ready soon so we can leave.”
He watches me warily as I bundle my hair up with a twistie before stepping into the shower. I stand under the hot steam until the chills finally subside. I feel him come up behind me a few moments later. His presence instantly soothes me as his arms come around me.
