Page 8 of Leave Me Broken

Ignoring her words, it’s my turn to prop my legs on the desk. She lowers her phone back to the desk, screen up and stares at me. After a second, she breathes out an annoyed breath. “Well, are you going to tell me what your big plan is?”

“No.”

“Of course you’re not.”

She’s so funny when she doesn’t even try to be. I break into a smirk that only lifts half my mouth; I know that’s one of her favorite looks. She can deny it until she’s blue in the face, but the way her pupils dilate and she shifts her thighs, craving some friction, tells me all I need to know about where her head is at. “I really have missed you, Jailbird.”

So many looks pass over her beautiful face. Eventually she must not be able to handle it because she stands. I wonder if she’s going to leave, but she doesn’t. Instead, she paces the small office. I watch her for a while before I push to my feet as well.

“Don’t.” Her voice is sudden, but she doesn’t look at me.

“Why?” I take calculated steps across the small room toward her. One at a time. She’s stopped in the corner farthest away from me. Bad move, Jailbird. I stop when I can smell the vanilla on her skin, about three feet. If she were to try and slip by me, I could easily box her in. Like my body knows this, it vibrates.

Payson is shaking too. She’s wearing gray sweatpants and a matching gray jumper with the school logo, both at least a size too big but I can still see the shudders she’s trying to hide. “Because I can’t think straight when you’re close.” She whispers so softly I can hardly hear her over the radiator to our left.

“I like when you can’t think straight,” I admit, stepping even closer. Payson cowers in the corner, still not facing me. My chest just brushes the back of her head. I love how much bigger I am than her. I fucking love that there is nothing she could do to fight me off. Of course I’m not actually a monster, but the thought is enough to drive me crazy.

“Tell me you’ve missed me.” I take her small hand in mine, palm up, and lift it into the air and kiss her damp palm before leaning down so I can wrap her arm behind my neck. She doesn’t let it fall when I move my two fingers back down her body. Even through the thickness of her jumper the pressure causes her to shiver. I lower my lips to her ear and groan, “Tell me.”

“I c-can’t.” There’s a tremor in her voice that shoots straight to my dick. I shift closer until she is pressed flat against the wall, and I know she can feel my dick on her back. Her beautiful whimper is not what I wanted to hear, but it will work.

With my free hand, I pull her hair into a makeshift pony and hold it to the side so I have complete access to her neck and throat. My nose skims over her prickled flesh and I drop kisses every few seconds, taking it slow for her. A gentleman, I know.

Payson arches her back, brushing her ass over my groin, and I nearly spill into my pants. I skim her ear with my lips. “Fuck, baby, tell me you haven’t missed this—us, I won’t believe you.”

I push her sweats down and they fall to her ankles with barely any force. Her breath hitches as the cool air hits her bare legs, she doesn’t stop me. I smack her partially exposed ass and rub, loving the warmth my hand leaves behind. Her stomach is as soft as I remember when I skate my hand around the side and down the front until I’m teasing the band of her knickers, because I know she loves it. She squirms, grinding her ass against me. I wrap her hair around my fist and tug her against my body while sinking my hand south.

At the same time I let out a relieved breath, she sucks in a quick one. Two fingers skate over the just barely prickling skin until I touch her heat and wetness. I smile against her throat. Payson can tell me whatever lie she comes up with in her pretty head, but her body will always tell me the truth.

“You miss my hands, babygirl?”

She whimpers, “Yes.”

Hmm. “What about my cock?” I grind my groin into her ass and nearly pass out when it slips between her beautiful ass cheeks. The euphoric state has me pushing out a grunt of pleasure.

She might regret this as soon as it’s done but feeling her hump my hand with so much need, I know it’ll be worth whatever she throws at me after she’s come.

“Yes! Fuck.”

Her pussy squeezes my fingers like a vise. I have to bite down on her throat to stop myself from matching her moans. Someone shouldn’t feel this good but fuck, she does. Her cunt was made to take every part of me.

I know something else I’d like to see take me too.

“I knew you’d be wet for me, Princess.”

“Kiss . . . my . . . ass.”

“If that’s what you want, baby, I will gladly obey. Kiss.” I press an open-mouth kiss over her ear. “Eat.” I bite down and tug, she shivers. Her back arches like she likes the sound of that as much as I do. “Tell me, Payson. Tell me you want it and it’s yours, babygirl. Tell me you missed me, and I’ll give you anything. I’ll give you the bloody world if you just admit that you want me as badly as I want you.”

There’s a battle inside her, right and wrong. Heart or head. Pussy or logic. Thankful for orgasm brain, she throws her head back and cries out as her cunt restricts my fingers. “Yes, I missed you! I missed you so much, Ash. Ah!”

Her tits press against her jumper with each deep breath she takes. God, she’s fucking perfect.

I know her orgasm is about to wear off and I’m about to get reamed, so I press a deep kiss into the side of her head. “I know you do. But I’m here. I’m always here.” I hope she knows I mean that. Anytime, any place, I am here for her. I’m just a phone call away. Something she’s not used to is reliable people, so I’ll make it my lifetime goal to always be. “I know I need to earn your trust back, but I’ll do it, Payson. When you are ready to talk, you know where to find me.

“It’s you and me, babygirl. Always.”

There are a lot of things I worried about, knowing Parker is moving in with me. Something I didn’t consider is that in a few months, he will turn seventeen and the girl I love and my son will be the same age. They seem lightyears apart when separated but in reality, they’re not at all. Fuck.

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