Page 124 of End It All

"What?" I stared at him, my mouth hanging open.

"I didn't want to ask you because you have a soft spot for her I will never understand. She is such an evil bitch who doesn’t give a damn about anyone but herself." His voice grew louder with every word out of his mouth. "Some people don't even need to have children. I'm sorry you had to grow up?—"

I tackled him down to the bed and kissed him hard. Blake's shock was short lived as he kissed me back. Our tongues twisted together as we each tried to devour one another.

"Thank you," I finally said between kisses.

"You're thanking me?"

I nodded, a laugh hanging on my lips. “I thought she was dead, and I was spiraling for feeling relieved. I'm glad you didn’t kill her. Yeah, she’s awful, but… I can’t be the reason she’s dead.”

Blake nodded as he traced my temple. “I understand.” He frowned. “You know what she told you isn’t true, right?" When I didn’t say anything, Blake nipped at my lips. “Fine, I’ll prove it to you.”

“But I’m like both of them,” I admitted. Those words had never been spoken out loud. But in the far reaches of my mind, I saw it constantly. “I don’t want to go down in flames like they both did.”

Blake kissed me again. “I won’t let you end up like her.”

All I could muster was a weak nod. Blake kept surprising me. Whenever I thought he was the best person I’d ever had in my life, he’d top it and do something new that blew me away.

“Just for the record, I wanted her dead. Harlow was in agreement, but I was strong and only burned all her shit.”

I snorted out a laugh. How often had I dreamt of all the shit she called treasure going up in flames? Just for my husband to do it for me. “Thank you. If it was up to me, I would have never gone through with it."

His blue eyes glistened as he brought my face closer to kiss me more. "I'd do anything for you, Quincy."

All the love I never thought I could have for someone came rushing forward. "I love you, Blake."

His smile was slow, but brighter than anything I'd ever seen. "I love you too."

"You sure?" I asked, my fingers curled into the waistband of his jeans, and I pulled them down.

Blake lifted his hips without question. The moment his pants were off, he slapped me in the back of my head.

I grunted, grabbing his wrist and slamming it down on the bed. "Watch it, baby girl."

"You're an idiot. Of course I'm sure. I love you."

I licked my lips. He had no idea what those three words were doing to me. "I'm going to make sure you can never love anyone but me for the rest of our lives."

Blake's eyes widened. "You mean as long as I live."

I shook my head. "You go, baby, I go. If I'm dying, I will take you with me." My hand wrapped around his cock, stroking slowly, tracing every vein that lined his length. "I can't live without you, and now, I can't die without you either."

Blake's breath caught as he flexed his hips up, meeting my hand with a greedy groan. "Yeah? You need me that badly, huh?"

He had no clue. "????????????????????????????????????"Yes. I need you more then I need to breathe. From now on and forever, you are my everything.

Blake stared at me, waiting for me to translate, but there was no amount of words that could express what I planned on showing him. Our clothes vanished as we grappled at each other with desperate hands. I couldn't get to him fast enough. There was no amount of patience in the world that could have me waiting for another second. I fumbled with the lube, squeezing a healthy amount on Blake's cock.

I thought I’d have to beg him to ignore the prep and just fuck me, but Blake was just as mindless as I was right now. The head of his cock pressed against my hole, building pressure that intensified as he pushed forward. My body caved under him,opening up as he filled me with every inch of his length. My breath caught the moment his pelvis slapped against my ass.

The need to shout burned the back of my throat. My lips parted, but no words came out, only a desperate needy sound that was achingly close to a whimper. I didn't want soft and slow. I wanted him to fuck me like he would die without me.

Our gazes locked as Blake pulled back and slammed forward. The zaps of pleasure trickled up and down my spine, making every fine hair on my arms stand on end.

It feels so good.

Blake set a punishing pace, hitting my prostate with every thrust. I swore he was trying to break my body and mind. I'd only be able to get it up with his cock in me if he kept doing this. I swallowed my moans, only allowing the bare minimum out.