Page 55 of Dark Notes

“I was drunk and emotional.”

He climbs over me when he notices the tears running down my face.

Dragging his thumb through the wetness on my cheek, he shakes his head. “I didn’t come here to make you cry. I’m not trying to hurt you. All I’ve ever wanted is to be allowed to love you.”

I place my hand over the tattoo on his chest. I’ve never hated ink more than I hate this particular piece. Reaching underneath my back, he unfastens my bra before slowly drawing the straps down my arms, and tossing it on the floor. He stares at my breasts like he’s never seen them before.

“Fuck. Still perfect.”

He holds one in his hand, and stares at me while flicking his tongue over my nipple. I moan and he groans, “Beautiful.”

“Jagger, please. I need you inside me.”

I stare at him wide eyed as he shakes his head.

“No.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

JAGGER

“No?” she repeats, and it nearly makes me laugh.

“If I fuck you, you’re mine, baby. I can’t let you go twice.”

Kneeling between her legs, I grab the waist of her black skirt on either side, pull it down her beautiful thighs, and toss it on the floor with her bra.

“But I will look because fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

I plan on doing a lot more than looking, but I’m not fucking her until she agrees to be mine. Scooting back on the bed, I place my face between her legs, and inhale that scent I thought I’d never smell again.

“You’re drenched for me, filthy girl. I can smell your arousal and I fucking love it.”

“Jagger,” she whimpers as she lifts her hips, pressing her pussy against my face.

“What, baby? Are you mine?”

She groans like she’s in pain, and she pants breathlessly, “I don’t know. It’s been three years.”

I suck her hard clit through the thin black lacy fabric covering my favorite place.

Bringing her close to the edge, I stop, because she doesn’t get to come like this.

I watch as McKinley glares at me, with the most adorable anger I think I’ve ever witnessed. Pulling her panties to the side, I stare at her bare cunt. So beautiful.

“Did this pretty pussy miss me as much as I missed it?”

“Yes,” she whimpers.

I blow on her clit, and she grabs my hair and pushes my face down. I’ve never seen her like this. So fucking needy.

“Tell me you’re mine, and I’ll give you everything you want.”

She balls her hands into tiny fists. “You have fucked many women without a commitment, do it now.”

I chuckle at her misery. “Not you, baby. It was never like that with us. I knew the very first time I sank into your sweet pussy it was permanent.”

“What if I go crazy again? I hurt you, Jagger, and that kills me. I never want to do that again.”

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