Page 143 of Hate So Deep

“C’mere,” he says.

In a daze, I follow, my pulse stuttering when he picks me up before assisting me onto his lap where I slide back down his dick and start to buck up and down.

Although still utterly humiliated, the painful sting in my cheeks fades when he cups them and says, “Say it again.”

Oh fuck no. I’m not going down that road again but when I shake my head, he bites my bottom lip and growls, “Say it again, Lauren.”

“Fine,” I groan, grabbing his hair and wrenching him forward. Once our lips are touching, I mumble, “I love you.”

His fingers spasm against my skin before he drops his hands to my hips and bucks into me. The desperation behind his thrusts sends heat through my core but it’s the light behind his eyes that warms my chest.

“Fuck,” he grunts. “Touch yourself, baby.”

Eager to comply, I twirl my clit between my fingers as the pleasure builds within me until I cry out and convulse around him.

As soon as I tip over the edge, he pushes me to my back and pumps into me heavily.

When his deep, dark eyes meet mine, I wrap my legs around his waist and meet his hips as he sinks deep.

“You see how much I need you?” he groans, and I nod. “This is it, baby girl. For-fucking-ever.”

“Yes,” I cry as I come again, the raw brilliance of his pleasure, chasing mine.

Chapter 51

THREE MONTHS LATER

Lauren

I’m leaning against Dirk’s truck when he emerges from the courthouse and his lips tilt into the dirty smirk I’ve come to love.

“Ready?” he asks.

“Yep.”

Grabbing my hand, he escorts me to the passenger side and after a searing kiss I slide inside.

Once he’s joined me behind the wheel, I scoot over on the seat and lean my head against his arm.

“It’s done?” I ask and he nods, wrapping me up against his side.

With the help of my fancy lawyer, Dirk was able to make a deal and after spending a month in jail and completing community service, he’s free.

Now, it’s just us and the road and after reversing out of the spot, he puts the truck in drive and looks down at me, those dark eyes glittering.

“This is it,” he says, and I nod toward the freeway.

“Let’s go,” I say, and he grins before pressing his foot to the gas.

As the courthouse recedes in the distance and I take in our shit packed to the brim in the back, I smile.

Who knows where we will end up but for now, we’re going where the road takes us and I’ve never looked forward to anything more.

Our first stop is the beach, and I can’t wait to dip my toes in the sand with the man who freed me from my chains. Yes, it’s been a rough journey filled in some parts with anger and despair, but I think that’s what has heightened our love.

We’re not afraid to fight but we’re even more eager to make up.

Dirk is who he is but somewhere within that dark soul, he’s made room for me and that’s what it all comes down to in the end.

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