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KADE

Iwake to Stacey’s cunt strangling my cock.

She’s facing me, both of us on our sides, her moaning against my ear as we rock into each other, her breathing unsteady, mine non-existent.

I open my eyes one at a time, blinded by the sun beaming through the window. Stacey’s writhing beside me. My top is pushed up over her breasts, one of which has teeth marks imprinted on it. I must’ve done that in my sleep.

Hard, pink nipples. Flush skin. Parted lips letting noises I haven’t heard in so long slip out as she grinds against my dick and whimpers.

Looking down between us, I watch her take more of me, barely accommodating my size as her walls crush around me, her soaked pussy stretching with each short thrust as she takes another inch.

My balls tighten as I push into her more, and her moan makes me even harder. I grab her ass, dig my fingers into her skin and fuck into her in a way that drags a deep, breathy groan from me.

It takes me a second to figure out if this is another dream, me blacking out and picturing Stacey, or if this is actually happening.

“Kade,” she whisper-moans, and I close my eyes and sigh in relief. “Deeper.”

This is real. She never speaks in my dreams. My girl really is in my bed, her hair wild on my pillow; I can feel her soft skin beneath my palm as it explores her body.

Her hip. Waist. The way her thigh hikes over me as she fucks me.

She whimpers as I dig my fingers into her flesh and pull her closer to me, making me go deeper, hitting a spot within her that has her moaning into my ear.

This is Stacey. My girl. It’s really Stacey I’m fucking while half-asleep with my shorts and boxers tangled at my ankles.

I should stop this. She’s not on birth control. I could get her pregnant. Why am I still thrusting into her?

Her leg hooks at my side, and she absently rolls her hips to take more of me. I can hear and feel how wet she is; it’s dripping onto the mattress between us.

The tip of my nose slides against her cheek, bringing my mouth to hers but we only breathe against each other. Stacey’s eyes flutter beneath her lids, and it hits me that she’s still asleep.

I groan, and against everything in me desperate to wake her, drag her on top and demand she rides me, I hold Stacey’s hip to stop her moving against my dick while she’s not fully conscious. I stop thrusting too, as much as I want to push her onto her back and fuck every last breath out of her. Sweat coating my skin, I move strands of brown hair from her face. Her dancing green eyes open gradually, and she smiles at me sleepily then looks down between us.

She licks her lips, the blush on her cheeks a deeper shade of red that spreads to her throat. “Oh.”

I don’t miss the way her pussy tightens around me; her inner walls are crushing me like a wet fist. She looks up at me, pupils dilated, then flinches as I run the tip of my thumb over her nipple. My chest rises and falls. “We sleep-fucked,” I say.

“Should we…” She chews her bottom lip as I keep circling her nipple, needing to put it in my mouth. “Is this okay for you?”

I pulse inside her as she rolls her hips back ever so slightly, my swollen tip still inside, making me want to grab her and shove myself deep to the hilt and hear her scream. But it’s not the tightness of her around me or the weird feeling in my chest that I’ve woken up with her making my heart race.

I don’t want to hurt her.

“Can we keep going?” I ask her. “I want your cum all over my cock.”

She nods enthusiastically and pulls her top completely off. “Make me come, Kade.”

Fuck. “I need you to be patient with me,” I say as I roll her back, my cock still inside her as I settle between her legs. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Keep your eyes open,” she says, gasps falling between us as she lifts her hips, taking nearly all of me. “If it helps, don’t close your eyes. Watch what you do to me, under your terms.”

Doing as she says, I keep my eyes on her as I tense my jaw and pull back so just the head stays in. And when I thrust forward, fully sheathing myself in her warm cunt, a deep growl leaves my throat.

It hasn’t felt like this in so long.

Yeah, I was inside her when I had her bent over the desk, but I was zoned out and barely holding on to reality. This, here, with her, is real. It’s as real as it’s going to get for us.

Each movement draws sounds from her I’ll never forget, and my spine tingles, a warmth already building at the base, my balls tight, my head throbbing as she chokes my dick.

Stacey kisses me, grabbing my face and slamming her mouth on mine, and it’s the only time I allow my eyes to shut, tasting her, feeling her, fucking the girl I’m in love with as she pants and whimpers into my mouth.

I swallow each moan I pull from her, hammering harder, knocking her up the bed until her head hits the headboard. I hold her hip with one hand and grab the metal frame with the other, using it to go harder, deeper, her pupils fully dilated as her mouth drops open, and her eyes glaze over.

I press my hand to the pillow beside her head, leaning up to watch her. “I love you,” I pant. “I’m going to prove to you every day for the rest of my life just how much I love you.”

She shoves my chest, and I roll onto my back so she’s on top. “I love you too – so, so much.” She goes onto her knees, my swollen head still between her slit. “Take control, Kade. Fuck me. Show me I’m yours.”

I grab her hips and drive my own up, making her head tip back on a loud moan. Then I palm her tits, bring her nipples to my mouth and suck harshly as I fuck up into her wet pussy.

Her fingers tug at the hair at my nape, and my head rises so she can kiss me. Grabbing her waist, I move her on me, controlling how hard and fast she grinds her sweet cunt on my cock.

“I’m…” She shakes in my hold. “Oh God. Kade!”

I circle her clit, and Stacey moans into my mouth as her orgasm smacks into her. I ride her through it, feeling her pleasure; how soaked she becomes as she pulses and throbs. I pinch and circle, dragging my lips to her throat and sucking on the flesh there.

She comes down from her high, panting, but I’m not done. I’m going to make her explode again, then I’m going to fill her with every fucking drop of me.

I slam her down on my dick, and she screams.

“Fuck. I missed this.”

“This?” she barely says as she grabs at my shoulders with each powerful thrust.

Her back hits the mattress then, and I turn her around so her chest is against the bed and sink into her pussy from behind. “Being in control. You. Us. All of it.”

Her whimper mixes with a pleasurable scream as I keep going, and the tightness in my chest comes back at watching my girl fall apart once more, gripping the sheets. It only takes me a few more pumps before I sink in once more and fill her with my cum.

I drop onto the mattress once my dick stops throbbing inside her, and she rolls onto her back beside me. She pants, both of us looking at the ceiling. “Even when we’re asleep, we want each other.”

“Yeah,” I reply, turning my head to watch her – the way her tits move with each breath, her freckled skin, the smoothness of every inch of her. “You still take it like a good girl.”

She rolls her eyes, but her smile stays there. “Shut up.”

I want to memorise everything about her, from the softness of her skin to the dimples as she smiles to the sound of her laugh when we banter with each other. I want to hear her voice telling me forever that she loves me, and that it will never change.

It’s a miracle the police haven’t barged into my room and cuffed me yet. I’m still in bed, with my girl, and I’m going to make every second of it count.

Starting by getting everything out in the open.

I turn onto my side. She shivers as I circle her nipple.

“I know I apologised already, but I was fucked up at the time. I should have heard your side with that video, but I also should’ve realised you were being abused at home. I would have killed him, you know? The first sign of him hurting you, I would have killed him.”

She rests her hand on my cheek, and it feels like I’ve not been touched this way for years. “I lied and kept Chris hidden, so you wouldn’t have been able to know what was happening at home.”

“I should have noticed,” I say, and I feel my eyes burning. I shut them and sink my face against her palm. “Things could’ve been so different if I’d just noticed.”

“Stop blaming yourself,” she replies and moves so she’s straddling me. Naked still, may I add. “From this moment on, no more apologies. We heal. Together.”

“What about yesterday?”

She tilts her head in confusion, and I slide my hands to the apex of her thighs. “What do you mean?” she asks, her voice quiet.

“I strangled you.”

“No one said this would be easy. Some days are going to be really hard, but at least we’ll have each other.”

Well, if hard days involve attempted murder on your other half, then okay. “What have I ever done to deserve someone as amazing as you?”

“Keep being romantic.”

I huff and sit up. “I’m not romantic.”

She giggles and grabs me, bringing our lips together. “You are. Now kiss me until we forget our own names.”

I inhale smoke into my lungs and watch my team patrolling the perimeter. The crowd is still circling the manor, but the police helicopter is now gone, and two drones bypass my balcony.

“Chokehold” by Sleep Token is playing from somewhere out on the grounds. Or maybe it’s the crowd. They’re always playing music or chanting.

My phone is still off, the battery dead, so I’ve not heard anything else, nor do I know the damage I did to the underworld. Beyond killing someone live, I’ve really put my foot in it with the elite and leaders of the dark side of crime. It’s just a matter of time before it all bites me in the ass, but I’ll make sure I’m ready. If the police can be held at bay for a few more days, then I’ll put an end to all of this.

I don’t have Bernadette holding my family over my head anymore, and I don’t need to worry about my dad’s position in the institution or him being a target, so she has no idea what the fuck is coming to her.

Her failsafe is gone – everything destabilised.

She created me; the havoc that runs wild in my head, and I’ll unleash it all on her.

Arms wrap around me from behind, and Stacey presses a kiss to my back then between my shoulder blades, and rests her cheek against my bare skin. “You have a lot of new tattoos.”

“So do you,” I say, offering her the cigarette.

She takes it and yelps when I drag her down on the seat with me. We’re both naked – my cum is leaking out of her, but when I use my fingers to shove it back into her, she slaps my arm. “Stop that. You covered up all the tattoos you got for me. I feel like ‘accidentally’ kneeing you in the balls.”

I chuckle and lace our fingers together, filling my lungs with nicotine when she passes the cigarette back. “I kept one.”

I show her our initials in the exact same design she has on her back. She kisses there too and grins up at me. “Your balls are safe.”

Stacey stands, and I look up at her like she’s my own guardian angel. “Put your phone on charge so we can turn it on. We should really know the damage that’s been done.”

I huff. “If there’s only a report to bring me in for questioning, then I should be more worried about being assassinated in my home. Will you go to the safe house?”

I know the answer, but she crosses her arms and gives me a deadly look, so I opt for dragging her back to bed and hearing her moan my name as I drive my cock into her again, and again, and again.