Page 140 of Right Number, Wrong Man
Hailey is mine.
She glances at me from beneath lust-heavy lids, and that expression is meant for me. Just for me.
Finally, she sees me for me.
Finally, she wants me for me.
I wince as I climb onto the bed and settle between her legs. Carrying her might’ve been bad for the wound, but I don’t give a damn.
There’s no holding back anymore.
I’m rock-hard and ready to go, but I kiss my way down her chest, sucking on her nipples and leaving hickeys on her belly and hips. My fingers draw along her wet slit and her hips twitch with need.
“Tell Daddy exactly where you want his dick, Sugar,” I command.
Hailey reaches between us and her hand wraps around the base of my throbbing length. My eyes roll as she drags the pierced tip along her seam, coating me in her essence.
“I need your thick cock right here in my pussy, please, Daddy!” she whimpers.
Fuck, I can’t wait another second.
I press against her waiting cunt, slowly sheathing myself in her tight, wet heat. I savor each second of her muscles stretching around me, thrusting languidly. She rolls her hips in rhythm with me and moans, biting her lip.
When I look down, my breath hitches. Every time I rut into her, her stomach bulges slightly.
“Damn, Spitfire, I can see how deep I am inside of you,” I grit out, sliding a hand over her belly, feeling where we are connected. She lets out a breathy cry when I press lightly.
This is more than physical. More than mind-blowing sex.
Seeing us melding into one mends every crack in my broken heart.
This is our real first time. Our first time as Colt and Hailey, without layers of lies separating us.
“I didn’t think you’d like missionary,” she says, giggling, and I kiss the crinkle on her nose like I’ve always imagined.
“Don’t knock a bit of good ol’ missionary. There’s plenty of time to degrade you with your face down on the mattress like a filthy whore. I’ll still punish you for shooting me, too.”
“You deserved it,” she sasses, squeezing my cock with her inner muscles.
I groan, distracted by the feeling of her divine pussy. What an unfair strategy.
“I’ll get my revenge, but not tonight. Tonight, I wanna look into your eyes when I make you come. And I want you to see the face of the man who’s gonna fuck you and own you every day for the rest of your life. Tonight, I want to make love to you.”
I seal her mouth and grind inside her as slow as I can. My wound aches, but I want to enjoy this moment cause it’s not just our bodies connecting, not just naked skin on naked skin.
I can feel our souls bonding.
Hailey knowsmenow. The real me. She heard my confessions and she didn’t run for the hills.
Hailey wantsme.
The realization echoes through me and my eyes sting. When they meet hers, her gaze is glassy, too.
“I thought this moment would never come,” I whisper, fucking into her with deep, long strokes. “But now you’re mine and I won’t let you go again.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” she responds breathily, writhing beneath me, her gentle hands touching my chest, my arms, my face. “This is right where I belong. With you.”
“I love you, Hailey Grace, and those three words are only for you. Nobody else has ever heard them from my lips. I saved them for you.”
