Page 141 of The Hallows Queen

“You’ll come to California with me?” I ask, knowing I’m pushing my luck, but wanting to know the answer.

“Give me a month,” she says, biting her lip. “If we can make this work, I’ll move to California.”

“I have to go back next week, P. I can’t stay in Luxington that long.” I swallow roughly, scared that I’m going to say the wrong thing and chase her away.

She smiles at me. “So we’ll date long distance for a few weeks. If we can get through that, then we know we can do this.”

Pulling her body against mine again, I curl myself around her, dropping my face into her hair to breathe her in. This feels like home –this, right here –in her arms, my senses filled with her, this is my home. “I love you, Penelope.”

She nuzzles her face into my neck, breathing deeply. “I love you, too.”

Chapter50

Penelope

I’m filled with nerves,but they’re the good kind that feel familiar – like when I first met Hayden, the rush and the risk he gave me because our relationship was a secret, and it’s terrifying. Iwantthis, though. I want him. Iknowthat now. Maybe I always did deep down, but now, it’s this blaring light I can’t look away from, an alarm bell going off in my head that I can’t ignore. No matter how scared I may be, if I let him walk away from me, if I let him go, if I don’t give this a chance, I’ll regret it forever.

I follow Hayden back to the hotel and we both give our cars over to the valet. There’s a thick, unavoidable cloud of tension over us as we walk through the hotel lobby to the elevator, and once we step on and the doors shut behind us, he’s on me. His mouth finds mine, and his hands slide to my ass to squeeze.

My core lights on fire for him, and I moan against his lips. He grinds his pelvis against mine, his cock already solid and bulging under his jeans, and it makes my stomach do flips that bring desire to my veins.

Sliding my hand between us, I stroke him over his pants, making him moan into our kiss as well. He pulls back, fire burning in his eyes when he looks at me, then he leans into my neck and kisses my skin.

Moisture pools between my thighs as I tip my head back to give him more room, and his hand threads into my hair to pull it out of his way. He uses his teeth, tongue, and lips to assault my neck, turning me red hot and needy in no time at all.

I moan breathlessly, squeezing his erection over his pants. “Hayden.”

He bites me hard, suctioning around the flesh above where my pulse is hammering, and I cry out in pleasure. After a moment, he pulls back. “I’m going to cover you in marks so everyone knows who you fucking belong to, Penelope.”

I grind my hips against his, then the doors open behind him as we reach the penthouse.

He lifts me quickly, and I wrap my legs around his waist before he carries me through the lobby to the front door. “Get my key from my pocket.”

Sliding my hand in the back pocket of his jeans, I pull out his wallet and slide the room key out, then I wave it over the sensor, and he pushes the door open. Throwing his wallet down on the table as we pass, I grab his face and kiss him hard enough that my teeth hit his, and he carries me through the suite until he reaches the master bedroom.

Hayden drops me down on the edge of the bed, then kisses down my neck again.

“Hayden,” I whimper, feeling desperate as I drop my head back. “I need you inside me right fucking now.”

He groans against my skin, then rips my clothes from my body one by one, tossing them to the floor. When I’m naked and needy in front of him, he takes a step back to look at me.

“Lie back, baby,” he says, pulling his shirt over his head. “Spread your legs and let me see all of you.”

I drop onto my back, but keep my gaze on him to watch him unbutton and unzip his pants, then I bend my legs and spread them wide. He groans low and deep, falling to his knees in front of me. Sliding his nose through my center, he breathes me in, sending electroshocks to my core. “So fucking pretty.”

He kisses through my pussy, making me moan and writhe beneath him, and when he pulls back, his lips are wet with my arousal. Grinning up at me, his hands slide to my hips and he pulls me farther to the edge of the bed. “Let’s see if I can still make you scream my name.”

My hands grip the comforter on the bed as his tongue slides through the lips of my pussy, over my clit to my entrance. He’s slow and calculating with his tongue, never pushing too far inside me, never putting enough pressure to send me rocketing toward my orgasm. I sit up in frustration and grab his hair. “Hayden,please.”

He chuckles against my pussy, sending a jolt of pleasure surging through my limbs. “So needy, Miss Leyton.”

I spread my legs farther, then push his face into my pussy. Sliding his tongue inside me, he moans, vibrations lighting up my center from the rumbling sound, and I grind against him. He squeezes my hips between his fingers, and I hope he’s leaving little bruises that will remind me of him when I look in the mirror. When he licks up to my clit, I cry out and roll my hips harder.

My hand pulls on his hair, and he groans against me once more, licking me hard and fast with a flattened tongue.

“Oh, God,”I cry, dropping my head back as euphoria cloaks me from head to toe. “Right there, H. Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop.”

When I feel my orgasm burning in my core, I grind against his mouth again, and he slides two fingers inside of me to fuck me with them ruthlessly.

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