Page 93 of Payne's Envy

“I won’t waste an opportunity for us to talk,” Payne began. “We won’t have many moments alone from here on out until we stop Harvest.”

He materialized clothes on me. I dematerialized the material as soon as he did. He inhaled before his eyes brightened. My nipples pebbled and my skin electrified. I was done, so done. The slick mess between my thighs had to be taken care of.

“Joy,” he uttered.

As soon as I was close enough, I shoved him backward. He stumbled a few steps. I pulled at his cloak. “Why are you dressed?” Another shove. His back hit a large tree. I dematerialized his clothes, then got onto my tiptoes, pressed my softness against all his hard. He groaned. I ran my nails down his chest before gripping his hair and yanking him down for a kiss.

It was like being doused in flames. To kiss him and feel his lips pressed against mine. To feel the hammering of his heartbeat beneath my palm as his erection pressed against my stomach. It ran hotter than the rest of his scorching flesh.

“My girl,” his voice was still gentle, but laced with need as he spoke through our kisses. “Joy.”

He ran his fingers through my hair, down my shoulders, then to the front to cup my breasts. Electric currents moved through me from his fingertips. I arched into him and deepened the kiss. I flicked my tongue inside his mouth, tasting him, and I moaned.

I’d waited so long to touch him. It was glorious, and I refused to stop.

I moved my hand lower and gripped his dick. It jerked in my hold, and he groaned.

“This is mine. You are mine,” I murmured as I kissed his jaw.

“Yes.”

I raised my leg, and he caught it with his arm, pulling me up. My slick pussy slid across the side of his dick. The desire grew tenfold, spreading over every inch of my skin. I was shaking and panting as I tried to raise my other leg. He grabbed it as effortlessly as he did the other. He moved his back from the tree so I could wrap my legs around him.

I rubbed my pussy against his erection, earning me a growl from Payne. The sound rolled over me, hitting me straight in the core. I moved against him again, unable to help myself. The pleasure kept blooming inside my lower stomach. I yearned to imprint my love on his skin for everyone to see. Kissing his chin, I trailed my lips down his neck and sucked. Doing as my heart demanded, I marked my mate. His pulse jumped under my tongue, and my heart sped. He tangled his hand in my blonde locks with his other, still wrapped firmly around me. Tightening my legs around him, my mouth made a popping, wet sound as I released his skin.

Admiring the hickey, I remembered Payne wanted to wait. I was throwing myself all over him and loathed myself for it. But I didn’t want to stop and yet I would. If I could.

“Payne,” I whimpered as the first tear came. “I’m sorry.”

He froze, panting heavily. “Why are you sorry?”

“Because I can’t control myself anymore. I don’t feel like me, and I hate how angry I get. I didn’t mean to jump you because another female was around. All these thoughts come out of nowhere. I can’t allow her to exist like you.”

“She’s not like me. I’ve only loved one woman my entire life, and she’s in my arms.”

“I’m sorry for dematerializing your clothes.” Despite what I said, though, I continued to rub myself against the side of his cock. “I can’t stop. I’m sorry.” More tears.

I didn’t have the restraint he did. The heat amplified a hundred years’ worth of longing for Payne.

“We’re not stopping.”

I met his burning gaze. “But you wanted—”

“I remember,” he whispered.

My chest tightened.

“Everything.” He moved his palm to my ass suddenly, still holding me in his arms, and lifted to where my pussy aligned with his dick. “I said I’d tell you what happened between us before I claimed you, but I’ve waited long enough. I’m going to take what’s mine first.”

When I felt the tip of his erection against my opening, my breath quickened. “Pay—”

He slammed into me, and I moaned. His dick was so incredibly hot. My muscles tightened as he stretched me to the brim. I was so warm and only getting warmer. My insides tingled.

“You take me so fucking good, Joy.”

I let my eyes roll back as I whimpered. He pulled out almost entirely to ram in again.

I was so full of him. So hot because of him. It felt like magic and ecstasy. I’d waited so long and even all that waiting didn’t prepare me for the bliss of finally having him inside me. Stomach fluttering and pussy throbbing, I peaked, feeling tiny eclectic shocks ripple through me.

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