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He’s looking at me with a mixture of love and wariness. Like I’m a broken doll. Which I’m not. I hear his words echoing in my head again, the words I not ever thought I’d hear him say. He loves me. Justyce Travino lovesme.
Placing my hand over his I look at him, pleadingly. “Tighter and faster.” His eyes go a shade darker before he makes good on what I’ve asked. I’m not as fragile as he thinks, and I need this, boy do I need this.
Black and white stars dot behind my eyes as he fucks me into the next universe. My body seizes up, the orgasm slamming through me like a fucking tsunami wreaking havoc.
“Fuuuuccckkk, Justyce, I love you,” I scream out.
It only seems to excite him further. He lets go of me and brings my legs up over his shoulders while his hips smash against the back of my thighs. It’s as if he’s trying to get deeper so he can embed himself under my flesh. Silly man. He’s always been there; he never left. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Justyce spreads my legs wide, his jaw clenching and unclenching. “Hold them there, baby.”
I nod and he graces me with that delicious smirk that continues to make my belly flip. He dips his index and middle finger into his mouth and I can see his tongue rolling around the digits, then he reduces his pace, his movements slow and calculated.
Releasing his fingers with a pop, he reaches down and begins to manipulate my clit. He grins, his slippery digits working me like a well-oiled machine as I climb the highest orgasm cliff, only to have him pull away.
My face scrunches up and he breaks out in a full-blown chuckle. “Don’t pout, baby, you’ll get yours.”
Justyce’s fingers toying with my swollen nub again. He watches intently how he slides in and out of me and I feel myself flush. His blonde hair falls over his eyes while his teeth worry on his lip and it’s seriously the sexiest thing I’ve seen. The heat travels all over my body, the embarrassment flooding my pores as I lift up a little so I can see what he’s seeing.
He flicks his hair out of his face and his eyes are ablaze. “You’ve made such a pretty mess all over my dick, dirty girl. I should make you clean it up. Hmm, what do you think?”
I moan at his filthy words while his fingers and hips moving faster as he takes me to that place I’ve been desperately seeking. My body clamps down around his impressive length and the orgasm washes over me, so much so I feel my juices slide down my ass cheeks.
“That’s it, make a pretty mess all over my cock. Again!”
I start to argue because there isn’t a chance in perdition that I’ll come again. As if sensing the disbelief in my eyes, he increases the tempo of his thrusts, slamming into me harder than before.
My climax is abrupt, slaying me and splitting me in half and I keen out in ecstasy. Justyce pulls out of me and instantly I feel the void.
He climbs up beside me and sits on his knees. I watch raptly as he pulls on his length, our mixed arousal glistening along the span of his cock to the head.
I feel like a damn inferno. My body is hotter than it’s ever been while I observe Justyce pleasuring himself inches away from my face.
“Look at what you do to me, what a mess you’ve made, dirty girl. No one does this to me, only you. Now open that sinful mouth and wrap those fuckable lips around me.”
My mouth drops open on command and he thrusts in roughly. Grabbing my head, he guides his cock down the back of my throat and I gag.
“That’s it, gag on it. Show me how filthy you really are. You were made for me, Kenzi. Fucking always mine.”
Justyce amps up the speed of his thrusts, his fingers once again finding my clit and making me burn hotter than a furnace for him.
His grunts become louder and he jackhammers into my mouth. I know he’s close. Within seconds, he swells and growls out his release. His warm spunk coats the back of my throat and I swallow it down at the same time he slaps my clit, sending me over the edge for the fourth time.
I’m sated, unbelievably wanton and wrung out. I barely register when he wraps me in his arms and slides the blanket over us.
Nestling into Justyce, his scent consumes me. For the first time in eleven years, I relax. I’m finally where I belong, finally with my dark angel, and it feels right.
Chapter Twenty-Nine – Justyce
Opening my eyes and seeing Kenzi makes me smile wide. She loves me.
The bruising that mars her beautiful skin makes me angry all over again. I should kill him. No, that’s too easy. I’m going to make certain my father crumbles at my hands instead.
Her eyes flicker open and she looks up at me, dazed and smiling. “Hey.”
“Hey.” I move a piece of her hair out of her face. “I don’t want to break the moment but I need to tie up some loose ends.” Anxiety flits through her irises and I wish I could take the words back.
“Your dad?”
