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Page 68 of Wrapped in Hope

She climbs onto my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. “I don’t ever want to hear you say that again. My life has only gotten better because of you. Everything we’ve been through, it was a test. We were always meant to be together. Don’t you see that?”

“I want to,” I say against her lips.

She takes a handful of my hair, yanking my head back to look up at her on my lap. “Fuck me, Holden.”

My eyes flash down to see those dirty words leave her beautiful mouth, and I know I have to give her what she wants.

My mouth consumes hers as she pulls my shirt from my body. Her nails scratch down my back, egging me on. Her touch nearly sears my skin. She’s forbidden, but she’s mine. At least for now.

I roll us over and kiss down her body as I pull her clothes away. She quivers with need as whimpers and pleas leave her lips. I run my tongue between her folds and she calls out while fisting my hair. The fire lights up the room enough that I can see her blushing pussy glistening with her need for me. She’s so goddamn beautiful like this: all insecurities stripped away, completely open for me to take, giving herself to me time and time again.

I’m not ready to stop lapping her juices when she yanks my head away. “I need you now. Please.”

“Please what?” I rasp out.

“Please, fuck me.”

When the last word leaves her lips, I thrust into her tight pussy, going as deep as I can go. I want her sore tomorrow. I want her to feel this for as long as fucking possible, because it’s the last time. I refuse to ruin her life. She needs her family, it’s all she has. They are more important than I ever should be. I’ve done nothing but take from her.

I took her friendship.

I took her love.

I took her body.

I won’t take her family. I can’t. I’d never be able to live with myself.

Knowing that this is the last time, I don’t want it to end. It will take a fucking miracle to get me out of her tonight. I pump into her hard as I bite her shoulder, leaving marks behind. She yells and digs her nails into my back before asking for more.

My innocent little angel is covered in my ashes now. Her wings are no longer white, but a dirty gray. I’ve taken something perfect and tarnished it. No matter what I tell myself, she’ll never be the same. I’ve taken too much of her, and I hate myself for it.

I feel her release building by the way she tightens around me and I’m ready to fall too. But I’m nowhere near done. If this is the last time, I want to watch her perfect tits bounce while she rides me to sheer exhaustion.

She shatters around me and I watch in awe. I could be with her for a lifetime and never get tired of watching this. As soon as I feel her go limp around me, I roll us over. “Ride me, angel.”

She bites her bottom lip as she places her hands against my chest and begins moving up and down my dick. Her head dips back as her eyes close, her dark hair cascading wildly around her, and I watch every breathtaking minute of it, touching every spot on her body. My hands massage her perky tits, glide down her flat stomach, squeeze her curvy hips, and smack her round ass. It’s when my hand falls down to rub circles around her clit that she comes undone.

I want to kiss every inch of her. I want to be inside her, making her come as long as fucking possible, but I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. I’m ripping at the seams already. But I need to own every part of her.

I lift her hips, and position her on her hands and knees as I take my place behind her. There’s one place that hasn’t been claimed yet, and I’m taking it. What’s one more piece after I’ve taken so much?

I rub my hands softly over the curve of her ass, spreading her cheeks for me. “I want you to relax, Hope,” I say, taking my wet dick in my hand and placing it between her cheeks.

When she picks up on what I’m trying to do, I feel her tense up.

“Do you trust me?” I press against her.

“Mm-hmm.” She wiggles her ass in front me. I know I shouldn’t, but when she does that, I’m a fucking goner.

“That’s my girl,” I damn near growl as I push inside her tight ass. She tenses and takes a sudden breath. I don’t move to allow her to adjust. Instead, I place kisses along her shoulder blades and softly caress her naked sides and breasts.

I feel her relax around me before I push deeper. My right hand travels around to her awaiting pussy. The second my fingers graze her swollen clit, she lets out a moan that shoots pleasure straight to my dick that’s ready to explode.

The view before me is nothing short of euphoric. I have my angel doing all sorts of dirty things. Things she would only do for me. She’s mine completely now. There’s no part of her I’ve left untouched.

As my release builds higher, hers is set free. Her breathing is heavy as pleas and gasps leave her lips. She’s rocking back against me, needing more as she rides out the waves of her orgasm. I can’t hold back any longer. It builds as high as it can go before it shatters and takes me over the edge completely.

With her body completely spent from her recent orgasms, I roll her over and pull her against my chest. I could fall asleep right now, but I fight the urge, knowing what I have to do next will kill me. It will take a piece of my soul. I may have turned her pure white form to a dull gray, but a little of her light will always brighten my heart. It will be the only clean part of me.

I feel her heat, her heart, and her love as I watch her drift off into the dream world, wishing we could escape there forever so we could get our happily ever after. But this is the real world, and not everything ends happy. Some things, some people, are just fucked from the beginning, me being one of them.

I reached out and stole her like that forbidden apple in the garden she belongs in, it’s only fair she keeps a part of me. A part I hope I can live without: my heart, my soul.

All I can do now is hope she forgives me for what I’m about to do, that she understands that this is me being selfless. I hope she gets everything out of life she dreams of. And I hope that I survive living without her. I’m wrapped in hope but won’t be able to reach out and touch her ever again.




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