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“Spread your legs, baby.” I lean down next to her ear and growl as she bites my arm. “Show me how bad you’ve missed me inside you.”
She bites me harder, causing me to squeeze her left ass cheek before slapping it. She cries out with pleasure as I slap it one more time before gripping her ass with both hands and spreading her cheeks. “It’s so damn beautiful,” I whisper, while running a finger up her slick folds. “Hold on, baby. I’m about to take you for a ride.”
Gripping my cock, I align it with her opening, rubbing the head of it over her slickness, teasing her with my piercings before shoving it deep inside with a moan. Holding onto her hips, I pound into her hard and fast, causing her to grab onto the hood and scream. The faster I go, the more she begs for me to go harder.
Grinding my hips, I yank her hair back with one hand, pushing hard and deep. I want her to still be able to feel me inside her after we’re through. I want her to know she’s mine and mine alone. I may have shared her once, but that’ll never happen again.
She sticks her ass up higher, gripping onto my hand as I thrust into her. I’m already as deep as I can go and she still wants me deeper. We never could get enough of each other, even when it hurt her.
A few thrusts later, I feel her clenching around my cock, so I give her one hard thrust before yanking her neck to the side and pressing my lips against hers, right as she moans out. I wait for her to stop shaking before I pull out and spin her around to face me.
I crush my lips back against hers, both of us breathing heavy, as I pick her up and walk until we’re pressed against the wall in our favorite corner. It was where we went to fuck when Mitch’s ass wouldn’t leave for the night. Even though he could still hear us, it kept us hidden pretty well in the shadows. The risk of getting caught made it more of a rush.
Pulling away from her lips, I wrap my hand around her throat and push myself inside her, causing her to shake in my arms. “Remember this spot, baby?” I pull her bottom lip into my mouth and bite into as I start thrusting hard and fast, pushing her up the wall with each movement.
I reach down and grab her hands, binding them in one hand, and raising them above her head. Both of us are breathing heavy, me holding her hands above her head while holding her up with my opposite arm supporting her waist.
“Hemy!” She pulls back on my hair as I push into her one last time, feeling my orgasm build before I release myself deep inside her.
We stand here, me holding her and her holding onto me as we fight to catch our breath. Lowering her back to her feet, I tangle my fingers in her hair and press my forehead against hers. “I fucking love you,” I breathe out. “I love you so much that it hurts.”
Sucking in a breath of shock, she places both her hands on my chest and shoves me away. “Damn you, Hemy!” Rushing over to her clothes, she struggles to get dressed while muttering under her breath and holding back tears.
I don’t blame her for her reaction. I hurt her beyond words, and me dropping the L word like this was probably the last thing she expected . . . but I don’t give a shit. I love her and she needs to know, no matter how much she hates me. I missed my chance the first time. It won’t happen again. I’ll never lose her again because I couldn’t tell her how I felt.
I feel my heart shattering in my chest as she throws on her boots and reaches for her bag. As much as I know she needs to go, I don’t want her to. She heads for the door, but then stops to turn around and throw something. Whatever it was hits the wall before she buries her face in her hands and shakes her head.
“Do you even know what pain feels like, Hemy?” Her jaw clenches as I stare at her. “Well, do you? Do you even feel pain?”
“Oh, I feel it alright. That burning sensation deep down inside that feels as if my heart is dying, being crushed.” I look up from the ground and right into her eyes. “I felt it the minute you walked out my damn door.”
She stands there, unable to say anything, before turning around and walking out the door, slamming it closed behind her. I have no one to blame but myself. I did this to her . . . to us.
It just means I need to work harder to show her the new me.
Chapter Twelve
Hemy
It’s been four days since I’ve seen Onyx and it’s taking everything in me not to go to Vixens’ and claim her as mine. As much as it hurts, she needs time. Me forcing her to admit her feelings isn’t going to do shit but make it worse on my part. I can’t have that.
Taking a drag of my cigarette, I tilt my head back up to look at Slade. He’s puffing on his own cigarette while texting Aspen. “You love her, man?”
Slade gives me a hard look before shoving his phone in his pocket and taking one last drag of his cigarette before tossing it. “With everything in me,” he says with confidence. “There’s not a thing I wouldn’t do for that woman.”
I can’t believe I’m even doing this right now. Going to Slade for advice was the last thing I thought I’d ever do. “What would you do if you hurt her so bad in the past that she was afraid to open up and let you back in? What if you told her you loved her for the first time and she walked away?”
Taking a step closer to me, he grips my shoulder and smirks. “My guy’s in love. This must be one badass chick.” He shoves my shoulder before placing me in a headlock and rubbing the top of my head. “You’ve been holding out on me, my man.”
I take one last drag of my cigarette as he releases my neck. “Yeah, she’s badass. She’s my first and only love, man. I fucked up bad and I’m paying for it now.” I toss my cigarette and take a deep breath before quickly releasing it. “I’m trying to be patient, man. It’s been four days and I haven’t heard shit.” I steel my jaw while leaning into the building and digging my fingers into it. “How much time should I give her?”
Without hesitation, he answers, “You know me, man. When I want something I go after it, sometimes a little too hard. If it’s love, then you need to let her know that you’re not going anywhere. Let her know you want her without pushing her away. You get me?”
I nod my head, getting what he means. I can still let her know I’m not going anywhere without being too pushy. My shift is almost over for the night, so as soon as I’m out, I’m going straight to Vixens’.