Page 49 of Sacrifice (Corrupt Empire 2)

“I love you,” she whispered, rising and falling on me at an increased pace.

I gripped her hips, encouraging her to keep going.

“I love you too.”

Now I’d said it once, the words fell from my lips easily. I adored, worshipped and loved the ground she walked on. Avery was mine. I wouldn’t let her go no matter what we’d done in the past nor what was to come in the future. She was the one. My soul and hers were right for each other. Whatever decreed that I neither knew nor cared. With her was where I belonged.

Neither of us spoke again. She rode my cock harder, her fingers gripping my shoulders. My fingers trailed up her inner thigh. I knew her body. What made her tick. How to give her the most satisfying climax. The subtle ways she’d taught me to read her. Just as I had taught her what pleased me.

Avery was the only girl I enjoyed vanilla sex with. The deeper I fell in love with her, the less I needed the restraints. I had her submission and that was more important than tying her down.

Her head fell back when I strummed her clit, a soft moan escaping her lips. Fuck. Seeing her lost in me was always such a fucking turn on. I thrust back against her. I wanted her to let go and give into the sweetest ecstasy. And when she did finally come, she panted, her body trembling and clenching around me. I let myself go with her. Needing to find the heaven she floated in.

She leant her forehead against mine when we stopped breathing so hard. Her fingers curled around my neck.

“I’m tired of fighting and secrets. Can’t we just have one day where it’s just you, me and nothing else?”

Her words fucking tore at me. I was still pissed off she’d kept things from me. She was right though. We fought too much. My need to control her got worse as the days went on and she bore the brunt of my frustration with myself.

“I’m so sorry, princess.”

“Shh, don’t. I know this is hard for you. I never expected anything else. I haven’t made it easier. I push you too much, but you have to stop shutting me out. It makes me so afraid I’m losing you when you do that.”

I cupped her face with both hands.

“I’m not going anywhere. You and I belong together, remember? I’m trying to be better for you.”

She shook her head.

“I don’t want you to change. I need you.” She placed a hand on my heart. “I’ll always crave your control. It feeds me just as much as it does you. Don’t ever forget that even when we fight.”

Could I love this girl any more right now?

I kissed her forehead before releasing her.

“I think I owe you dinner, then I’m going to run you a bath.”

She smiled, her doe eyes twinkling.

“Sounds perfect.”

She shifted off me and ran to the bathroom to clean up. I found my boxers and tugged them on. Walking into the kitchen, I pulled out a few things to make her a quick pasta dish. I knew she was tired after today. Having to deal with Chuck and the police can’t have been easy on her, then me going off the deep end over the photo of my mother and her revelation didn’t help matters.

I doubted I’d ever be okay with her having had a sexual relationship with James. Knowing he’d touched her and seen her naked fuelled the violence inside me I usually kept at bay.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

I needed to get a grip. She was right to be worried. I wanted to hurt him. Except I wouldn’t. Being an adult about this situation was the only way forward.

Her arms banded around my stomach. Her lips pressed against my back. She’d put a t-shirt on. I could feel the fabric against my skin.

“You know there’s nothing sexier than a shirtless man cooking for his girlfriend, especially this tattooed one right here.”

I chuckled. She’d successfully pulled me out of my dark mood with that sentence.

“Is that so?”

“Mmm, you make my panties wet.”

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