Page 114 of My Turn
“There was a guy who tried to follow you home when you worked nights at that call center. And Ted, the one who tried to pick you up at the bar. If I didn’t do anything, he would’ve made a case for assault against Jake.”
I paused when I said his name. She moved on me again, pushing him out of my mind. The way she rolled her hips made my lips part.
“Preston,” I choked out just before I grabbed her thighs.
She stopped moving entirely, so I flipped her onto her back and thrust inside of her. The sound that left her lips made me lean down to kiss her.
“Why Preston?” she asked when I pulled back.
“He made you cry.”
Her nostrils flared and her chin shook. “He was just a dick.”
“That was enough.”
“Who else?”
“That’s it.”
She stared at me, analyzing everything as I maintained a careful expression. I pushed her knees to her chest, reaching deeper and drawing a cry from her.
It didn’t matter that she was conflicted or even angry. We’d get through it. Regardless of what had or would happen, I’d show her time and again that what we had was right. I’d fight for it until my dying breath, even if I had to kill everyone in this city.
“I’m not the good guy,” I told her, punctuating my statement with a hard thrust. Moving slower on the way out, I stared down at her pussy, the way it stretched around me and coated my cock in her slick arousal. “That means I’ll do things you don’t always like, but every one of them is to make sure that we both stay where we belong. Together.”
“Jayce,” she gasped.
“My name is the only one you’ll ever say like that, baby. Anyone who dared to look at you wrong would face the worst side of me. You already know that, so don’t try to make a case for any of those bastards who already found out the hard way.”
Her eyes moved up to the ceiling and I watched a tear slip free. Pulling out of her, I crawled backward, then dropped to my elbows. I yanked her to my face, immediately tasting her dripping cunt. It was just as intoxicating as the first time in her room.
“Oh, god,” she moaned. “I’m gonna come.”
Gripping the backs of her thighs, I worked her clit faster with my tongue. Her legs shook as she cried out. I tasted her one more time before I sat up. I pulled her with me, settling her in my lap again. Holding onto her ass, I guided her to my cock. She started riding me, her quick pace bringing me close already.
I buried my face in her neck, breathing her in while she made me come undone. Every time I had her, I felt it in my entire body. It was everything I’d thought about for so many years.Shewas everything.
Pushing my fingers through her hair, I tipped her head back and met her eyes. “You’re mine, Alana. Tell me.”
“I…”
Anger rolled through me at her hesitation. I flipped her onto her back and gripped her hip tightly.
“There is no you without me, just like there’s never been anything in this life for me if you aren’t there. Tell me.”
“I’m yours,” she said, her eyes bright and clear. “But…”
“What is it?”
She averted her gaze, not responding to my question. My head cocked as I tried to read her. She was still off. I wondered if she was sick. Maybe the past month had worn her down more than I thought. It was fixable.
“Let’s go on a vacation,” I suggested. “Me and you can get away.”
A small smile appeared on her face. “I haven’t gone anywhere in years.”
“I know. Where do you wanna go?’
“Anywhere?”