Page 33 of Forever After Never

“That’s my girl. Turn around.” He lets go of my throat.

I do exactly that. I turn to face him, and the intensity of his eyes drills through my soul.

He reaches a hand down into my shorts and reaches straight for my core, swiping a finger between my folds. I am defiant and show nothing on my face, and I fight hard to make damn sure that noise doesn’t pass through my lips.

“Fuck, Sugar. You’re so wet for me.”

“Or maybe I’m wet because I was talking to your brother all night.” Oooh, that was bitchy, even for me.

Sawyer chuckles.

“Defiant girl. Even when you’re trying, you can’t help what your body wants. You’re so turned on by me that you’re soaked. Why are you trying to fight it? Nobody makes your pussy wet like I do. You’re denying yourself.” Then he impales me with his fingers.

Despite my best efforts, I moan.

“There she is,” he speaks with a triumphant chuckle.

He slowly pumps his fingers, and I move to meet him. Unabashedly rocking my hips to meet his thrusts, I hum with anticipation. His thumb begins to dance across my swollen clit.

“See, I told you that you were only denying yourself. How good does it feel? Tell me how much you needed my fingers inside of you.” He increases the intensity of his thrusts. “Tell me how much you need me.” His fingers pump inside my core as he expertly rubs my clit with his thumb.

“I need you as much as a fire needs oxygen to continue burning.” My legs begin to prickle with heat. I am reaching my climax.

“What else?” He presses his forehead to mine and kisses the tip of my nose.

“Like a heart needs to beat. Like a flower needs rain to bloom. Seriously. I will tell you whatever you want to hear. Please don’t stop.”

“Tell me who this pussy belongs to,” he talks over me, never breaking his rhythm.

“You. It’s you. It’s always going to be you. Oh, fuck, Sawyer, I’m going to….”

Before I reach my orgasm, Sawyer withdraws his fingers from my pussy. Instead of the relief of a climax, I’m left empty and unsatisfied. Without me needing to say a word, Sawyer grabs my hair and pulls tight, forcing my head back to look at him.

“That’s it, baby. Now, you remember how much you fucking need me and whose pussy this is the next time you joke about my brother making you wet. Now, go to sleep. Little brat.”

I deserved that. I let out a frustrated groan, but don’t utter another word, not that I think I could even if I tried.

I turn back to face the wall, and Sawyer presses his body into mine, hooking his large leg over my own. He snakes his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to his body. His still-hard cock against my ass.

“Maybe tomorrow, I’ll fuck that attitude of yours right out of your mouth. Don’t play with me because you won't win.”

Chapter 27

Autumn

Me: Oh, Alice. Something has happened.

Alice: What happened? Where are you? Do you need help?

Me: Everything is fine physically. But I do need help.

Alice: What is going on, bitch? It’s eleven pm. You’re freaking me out.

Me: I think I love him.

Alice: Oh shit! I was NOT expecting that.

Me: Neither was I. But he ‘can’t give me more than what we are now’ apparently.

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