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gavin had let the pace of his hips slow down as he waited to see what her answer would be, grinning when she pulled off of him and let him know exactly what she wanted. ❝ i was hoping you'd say that, you know it's my favorite place to be. ❞ and it was something he'd been thinking about all day long, her pictures had never failed to rile him up, grinning as he had planned out their night. his hands moved to her hips, helping to ease the girl down and onto him, head tipping up as he captured her lips in a kiss. ❝ and you look so good when you're full of me. always taking it like such a good girl. ❞ his hips had continued to rock up into her once more, a hand moving between them, fingers toying with the girls clit, finding too much pleasure in it. ❝ i'm always going to claim you as mine princess, nobody else would dare lay a finger on you, because you're all mine. ❞ it was true, and gavin knew that if anyone ever tried he would throw hands. ❝ always so tight for me. ❞  

he knows exactly what to say to get her off, how his voice and words are as much of an aphrodisiac as the way his cock feels buried inside of her. her hands rest on his chest as she rocks on top of him, her eyes always so entranced at how much she stretches around him, how wet she gets, how her cunt wraps so tightly around his cock, squeezing him as her own orgasm approaches. she likes for him to come first, because the feeling of him releasing inside of her always triggers her own, but she's been on edge all day, and she can feel how close she is already. "right there," she murmurs, her voice a plead as his thumb rolls over her clit in just the right way - "please, baby, right - just like that, daddy, make your baby girl come for you."

he'd quite literally gone to war for the girl, died and came back to life at that point he was a mad man, willing to do just about anything for her. "do you not realize just how badly i crave a life with you..." he speaks, voice soft and only meant to be heard by her. "i was willing to die for you, so being with you is just as horrible; i'd be a dead man walking." the man hummed out with a soft tinge in his tone. "i don't care for my life here, your family ensured that i would have nothing to come back to." he leans into her, pressing his forehead against hers. "please take this jump with me, please say you will and we can run away together."

he'd heard the door open, though beckham hadn't really moved just waiting as he heard it close, then lock behind the girl as she walked into his room. finally, the silence was broken as she spoke, and he had to laugh. ❝ you're the one checking your tinder at 2am. ❞ he'd quickly retorted, sitting up in bed as he looked over to the girl, smiling. ❝ to be fair, you messaged me first, so really i think you're the lonely and horny one. ❞ though it hadn't stopped him from pulling back the blankets on the bed, offering up a spot to her. sitting up in bed, only in his boxers as it as how he slept most night, it would at least be a welcomed surprise to her. ❝ you come all the way over here just to stand there, or are you gonna join me? unless you'd rather get back to your own room, i know you've got company over there. but since you locked the door, i'm thinking we're on the same page here. ❞ 

all he needed was some sort of indication that she still cared for him, that she wanted him to fight for her and when he got it he was quick to close the gap between them once more, his hand rising to rest on her cheek. "we can fight them together, we can run away ; far away where your families power isn't something they can use against us. " he tried his best to convey, bright blue orbs scan her features, attempting to get an indication if he was pushing her away further. "they tried to kill me once and failed, the second time won't be any different."

"do you hear yourself?" she asked, though she didn't escape his grasp. the truth was, she yearned for him in a way she hadn't since they were kids - she knew, no matter how impractical it was, that he was the one for her. the one she was supposed to end up with. but now - "they've already sent you to your death, and you think the smart solution is trying again? we'd have to - to leave the country, change our names, and we'd always be looking over our shoulder. do you want to live like that?"

"sure didn't seem like it, though maybe it's just me." he quipped, his focus entirely on her as he gave that ass a hard smack, only to grip even rougher than he had been a moment earlier. "seemed to me like you were lookin' to catch someone's attention. honestly, i'm surprised i didn't find anyone else taking you up on it either."

she rested her hand on his chest, tongue darting over her lower lip as she looked up at him - "so tell me, what do you want? i doubt it's my name, and i would ask if you wanted to go somewhere more comfortable, but i think the alley is exactly your favorite spot for a girl like me."

kian had a feeling that this was something that she'd respond to - so now that she had he couldn't wipe the smirk from his features. the slight change in her tone was enough for kian to know that he had the upperhand here, even if it was something he was sure that she wouldn't admit. dropping her hands he let one come up, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear as he leaned in, almost as if he was going to kiss her but at the last second he rerouted, lips against her ear as he whispered into it. ❝ i want you on your knees, using your mouth for something better until i've decided that you deserve to have anything else. ❞ 

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while he knew that he words were far from the truth, they still hurt. his entire body ached at the prospect of knowing she'd given herself to another ; that she'd replaced him with someone else, that too all that easily. "you moved on?" his voice lacked empathy, felt more stern than before as he waited for him to respond to him. "or you were forced to move on." his hands fell from her face, she was right - she was someone else's now, regardless if he wanted to accept it or not. "aylin - if you love this man, even in the slightest i will leave ; never to return and you can... you can believe me to be dead again." his voice softened, "but if you don't you just have to give me a sign, any sign." he continued, another step away from her. "i will fight, i will protect you - just a sign it's all i need."

“i’m supposed to risk everything - everything - right now? based on what? my family sent you away, and having you near means how long until they make sure the job is accomplished this time?” she takes a deep breath, her hand resting on his chest despite her knowledge that this is a bad idea. “if my options are to stay with a man i can tolerate and know you’re out there, somewhere, alive, or having you briefly before you’re punished for loving me - it’s not a challenge. i won’t be responsible for your death sentence.”

she was bossy and sure of herself, but that was something that kian had enjoyed, and maybe a small part of himself was looking forward to putting her in her place. though he would let her think she was still in charge for a little bit longer. ❝ right here beneath you. ❞ the male repeated, head tipping up to look at her. a soft breath fell from him as his lips brushed against hers, still just listening to everything she wanted to say to him. ❝ here's the thing.. ❞ kian trailed off, his hands running down her sides before he'd taken both of her wrists, bringing them behind the girls back, pinning them there with one hand, grinning. ❝ i might look good underneath of you, but i think you'd look even better pinned down - hands above your head, unable to move until i've told you that you can. ❞ the male spoke, still allowing his lips to brush over hers, ghosting along her jaw, and down the girls neck. ❝ shut you up by shoving my cock down your throat. i could have you cumming in no time, with just the use of one hand, but i'm not sure you've done anything to deserve that. took your top off? any common whore will do that. ❞ in a way his words could be harsh, though kian was interested in seeing how she took it.

"oh," she gasped, her breath suddenly shortened by his actions and more importantly, his words. she would have squirmed if she thought he wouldn't comment on it, and he'd unlocked the part of her that wanted to perform well, to do what he said. her eyes were dark as she licked her lips, nodding almost absentmindedly. "and what do you think i need to do to deserve it," she asked, trying to sound as sharp and annoyed as she had when this began but the truth was, she was becoming more and more turned on and unable to focus her mind as she wanted. "i mean, you have my wrists in your hand, and i'm on your lap - what do you expect from me, kian? tell me what would make you happy, right now."

taking the joint from her, chase only listened for the first minute, taking a long pull as he watched her, nodding as he shifted back on the bed, getting comfortable as he handed it back over. ❝ you missed me, but brought a new guy on the trip? ❞ he asked, not accusing her of anything, but genuinely just bringing it up. ❝ oh i remember, it's a shame - could still probably make it happen, but you've have to be willing to sneak around. or at least just hope that he sleeps like a rock. ❞ chase chuckled, it was a bold statement, but one that he didn't mind making, just waiting to see what she might say, or how she'd react. ❝ plus, we'll hit new state lines tomorrow, don't have much time left here. ❞ 

merrick laughs quietly, glancing back at leo - she won't betray him completely, but there's the little spark of knowledge that he's still in love with his ex, and that was part of why she dragged him along. the only problem was, she forgot she was still in love with her ex, and being alone in a room with him - "c'mon," she says quietly, holding out her hand to him. maybe if they're outside, she can have a little more room to breath, to remember the very, very real reasons they broke up in the first place. "i want to go for a walk, and i don't want to go alone. it's scary out there."