Page 76 of Dark Notes

“I have not lost my touch, filthy girl. Tell me what you need.”

“Your big cock inside me, filling me. Please, Jagger.”

I rise from the couch, lifting her with me, and then lay her down. Her eyes are focused on the bulge in my pants, as I unzip them. I pull my jeans and boxers down to my knees, and climb between her legs. Pushing her skirt up, I slide her panties to the side, and sink into her sweet pussy.

As much as I’d like to fuck her hard, I don’t. Instead, I move in and out of her pussy slowly, being sure to let my pelvis hit her clit with every thrust. She runs her hands up my biceps to my shoulders, and digs her nails in.

“Fuck,” I groan because I love it when she does that. The fact that she doesn’t do it for me, but it’s a response to how I make her feel, makes it even better.

I place my hand on her face, and hold her stare.

“I love you. Maybe I don’t come from a damaged background like you do, but you saved me from a meaningless existence. I was only alive for the music, and when I lost you, I realized it didn’t mean a damn thing.”

She runs her fingers through my hair.

“I love you too. I want to say something sweet back, but I can’t because I’m going to come.”

Picking up my pace, I thrust into her hard and fast, and growl, “Fucking come for me.”

“Jagger,” she whimpers as she unravels beneath me. Her nails dig harder into my skin, while her pussy squeezes my cock, and I orgasm with her.

This entire relationship started with a desire unlike any I had ever known. A fire sparked in my soul with one look at her. My bandmates thought my obsession would fizzle out, but it didn’t. If anything, it has become stronger. My world begins and ends with McKinley. I will spend the rest of my life making sure that the rest of hers is happy.

She gazes at me with so much love it causes my chest to ache.

A big smile crosses her face. “Let’s go eat cake, future husband.”

“I’d rather eat you, but cake now, pussy later.”

She slaps me on the chest with a giggle.

“Get off me, you big pervert. You have the rest of your life to do that.”

Climbing off her to pull my pants up, I smirk at her.

“I do and I will.”

THE END

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EPILOGUE

MCKINLEY

Jagger and the guys are getting ready in one of the other bedrooms, and I’m getting dressed for our wedding all alone, because I have no one here for me. I’m not feeling sorry for myself because I know how great my life is. Okay, maybe a little bit but, shit, I can’t believe she wouldn’t come. Mia is not just my best friend, she’s more to me than simply a friend. We finish each other’s sentences. Before Jagger, she was the only person who got me. The only one that accepted my crazy, and loved me despite how my brain worked. I know she’s been going through something, although she won’t tell me what. Still, when I called her to tell her when we were getting married, and where, I never imagined she’d say she wasn’t coming. Never once did I consider I’d do this without her.

I’ve been messing with my hair for the last hour, and cannot get it to look right with this stupid clip. I’m beyond frustrated, and ready to cry, but I’ve had enough therapy to know I’m not emotional over the clip, or my hair.

I stand in the bathroom, with my hands on the vanity, and my head hanging down, as I do my deep breathing exercises to get my head straight. Jagger does not deserve for me to be an emotional mess today.

“I did not come all this way to watch you cry.”

I lift my head and turn to the doorway, to find Mia standing there with a soft smile on her face.

“Mia!”

Running over in my ivory lingerie, I throw my arms around her neck.

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