Page 49 of If You Love Me

“Please don’t ruin this,” I begged, moving from his lips to his neck.

My fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt as I kissed him harder. Once I got them undone, I pushed the shirt from his shoulders and pulled it off.

“I love you, Tyrion,” I whispered against his lips as I undid his pants.

“I love you too,” he mumbled.

Pushing him down on the bed, I took off his shoes and pulled his slacks and boxers off. Quickly, I undressed and straddled his lap. Immediately, our lips crashed into each other’s. His hands were rough as he gripped and groped me as we kissed with the type of drunken passion I’d been missing from him. I could feel his dick hardening against my ass.

Sitting up, I reached behind me to stroke it. He sat up and pushed my breasts together before latching onto my nipples. He suckled them like a baby seeking nourishment from its mother.

“Tyrion…” I panted heavily as pleasurable sensations flooded my body.

Lifting my hips slightly, I positioned his hardness at my entrance and eased him into my wetness. Mutual moans of satisfaction filled the room as I rode him with reckless abandon.

“I love you,” I declared in his ear.

“I love you too… shit!”

He fell back against the bed, pulling me with him. His hands gripped my ass, holding my cheeks apart so he could go deeper. Moans escaped my throat as he bent his knees and thrust his hips upward and into me.

I cried out in pleasure. “Fuck!”

I threw my hips to meet his strokes. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of us panting and our skin slapping together. The next thing I knew, he had me on my stomach with my ass in the air and my face in the pillow, plowing into me from behind.

“Yes… ooooh shit! Don’t stop!”

I gripped the sheets and threw my ass back at him. The harder I threw it back, the harder he pounded me. I caught a glimpse of him in the mirror and realized his eyes were closed. He looked like he was trying to concentrate. I wanted to say something, but the only thing that came out were cries of passion. I wasn’t sure if it was the liquor in his system, but he was killing my pussy.

“Tyrion! Oh, God! Yes!”

He slammed into me a final time, causing my orgasm to break through full force. Just when I thought he was going to cum inside me, he pulled out and shot his load all over my back. I could hear him panting heavily as he made his way into the bathroom and turned on the shower. A few seconds later, he returned with a warm towel to clean me up. When he was done, he tossed it in the laundry hamper and reached for me.

“Shower with me,” he said, pulling me to my feet. “Stay with me and let me try to fix this.”

I nodded slowly as I walked ahead of him with a smile on my face. I had to take full advantage of Evenie being gone while I could. She was already kissing on him, and I couldn’t have that shit. If she knew what was good for her, she would bow out before she had to come up missing once again.

16

Evenie

It had been a full two weeks since I’d moved with my parents and brought Summer with me. That had been a dreadful conversation for me. I hated to feel like I was taking her away from her father, but I needed my time with her… just not in that house. It was that same Monday after we got her from school. Before we headed back to the house after taking care of business, I had Tyrion stop me by a local department store to grab me a set of luggage. When we got back, I promptly packed all my clothes and belongings.

The look on Tyrion’s face as he carried them to the car was one of despair and regret. I couldn’t feel bad for him. It hurt me to have to leave, but it was for the best for both of us. He’d gone to pick Summer up from school while I prepared dinner. I figured it would be best to break the news to her over dinner. She’d come home in a good mood. We’d talked while she did her homework and I finished cooking.

I let her eat about half her food before I cleared my throat to speak.

“Summer?”

She looked over at me as she forked a helping of salad into her mouth. “Ma’am?”

“I have something to tell you.”

She looked from me to her father, who offered a weak smile, despite the pain in his eyes.

“What is it?”

“I um… I think it would be best if I went to stay with Nana and Paw Paw.”

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