Page 165 of Psycho

Black dots danced behind my eyes at the sensation, and Micah thrust harder against me.

Oh, God.

My nails raked up and down his back, as he continued to fuck me harder, faster, until I didn’t know what to focus on.

His big body pushed me further down the mattress as he moved, trapping me beneath him until all I could do was lie there and let him take me however he wanted.

“You are never fucking leaving me,” he said, slamming back inside me brutally until the bed shook and our skin slapped against each other from the force alone. “I would fucking kill the both of us before I ever let either one of us live in the world without the other.”

My eyes widened as I looked up at him, taking in his words.

“There won’t ever be a safe place in this godforsaken world for you to hide if you ever decide to leave me. Got me?”

Another hard slam.

And another.

And another.

Hell, how did he expect me to think, let alone answer him?

“Micah,” I moaned out.

“Tell me you got me, Lainey. Tell me you will never fucking leave me.”

“I-I won’t ever leave you,” I managed to utter.

Couldn’t he see how impossible that would be for me? Not only because he threatened that he would never let me go, but I realized now, I didn’t know how.

I couldn’t.

My nails dug into his skin, feeling a small wetness against my fingertips. I was making him bleed.

I looked back at him, but he didn’t seem to mind. If anything, the pain seemed to spur him on, as he continued his thrusts.

I closed my eyes and pulled him closer to me.

Clinging to him, to the man who took me to settle my dad’s debt when I should be pushing him away. I should be resisting him.

But I wasn’t, because Micah was fucking right.

He owned my heart.

I pulled him in tighter against me from the thought.

I didn’t think I could come from just penetrative sex for the first time, but this just felt so good.

So fucking good.

I pulled away so that he could see my eyes.

Could see just how well he had succeeded in making me crave him.

And that might have just been his undoing, because he let out a low sound from the back of his throat that just about killed me before I felt him thicken inside of me.

My eyes widened when I felt liquid heat flow through between us, making a mess over our skin.

“Fuck,” he shouted, lying his body fully on top of mine as he spilled his cum inside of me.

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