Say You’ll Stay

Chapter 15 – Vasey

Chapter Fifteen

VASEY

“ T oo long.” I moan, gripping the front of his shirt. West works his fingers in and out of me. My mind flashes back to when we were teenagers. He wanted our first time together to not be painful, so he’d broken my hymen with his fingers while his mouth devoured me. I’d barely felt the pain. But that was the thing about West; he could always take it away and fill it with something else. Something that was so much more.

West pulls his hand out, making me gasp. “Hey.” I watch as he brings his fingers to his mouth, taking his time to suck my pleasure away from each one of them. He closes his eyes, savoring it. A long groan comes from him.

“Fuck, I’ve missed your taste, sweetness.” His eyes open. “Missed this.” West claims my mouth in another kiss, letting me get a taste too. I get lost in him, the way I always have.

“Naked,” I say between kissing, wanting there to no longer be anything between us. Yearning for us to be skin to skin again after all of these years going without each other. We pull and yank at each other's clothes, desperate for one another. “Inside me,” I tell him when I’m finally naked. West lifts me, tossing me to the center of the bed. I barely hit the mattress, and he’s coming down on top of me.

“I give the orders in bed.”

“Please.” I reach down between us, wrapping my hand around his cock.

“This first time will be quick.” I smile inwardly, loving the fact that my touch still has the same effect on him after all these years.

“Yes,” I agree. “Take the edge off.” All I want is to feel connected to him. My whole body aches with the need. West takes over, guiding his cock to my entrance. Our eyes stayed locked as he thrusts fully inside of me to the hilt. My body accepts every inch of him.

“Vasey,” he groans. I grab his shoulders. I’m so full of him it almost burns, but in the sweetest of ways.

I lick my lips and say, "Go on, West. You’re not going to break me.”

“Never.” He pulls out, thrusting back in, his mouth coming down onto mine.

I wrap my legs around him, raising my hips to meet each of his thrusts as he pounds into me. I can see the need and desperation in his eyes. It’s in every slide of his cock in and out of me as he tries to get as deep inside me as he can, digging his knees into the mattress. I match his rhythm, knowing tomorrow every inch of my body will feel him.

One of the things I always loved about West was his need for me. That he could never get enough. A few of the girls told me to be careful. That it could be a dangerous game to play with a man, but the only danger I’ve ever had when it comes to West is my heart.

He shifts his hips, making sure to hit that sensitive spot inside me. His pelvic bone is rubbing against my clit. It’s too much and not enough at the same time. West always knew how to get me there. We’d lie in the back of the truck, and he’d explore every inch of me, trying to find out what I enjoyed most. It’s obvious by the way he’s working me over that he hasn’t forgotten a thing.

“I’m with you,” I say before he can ask. His eyes flare at my words. After all of these years, we're still so connected. We can read each other. I’m hovering on the edge of an orgasm. West grips my hips, pinning me firmly down to stroke hard and deep.

I explode, my sex locked down around his cock. As the pleasure ripples through my body, I cry out his name. West is right there with me. It’s not long before his release spills inside of me as he groans. I cling to him, holding him close, skin to skin, never wanting this moment to end but hoping we have many more like it in our future.

West shifts, rolling over so I’m on top of him, his cock still inside of me. I rest my head on his chest. His fingers roam up and down my back. Tears sting at the corner of my eyes.

“I love you,” West says.

“I love you too.” I turn to kiss his chest over his heart, placing my head back down on it. I want to savor every second of this. My emotions begin to spill over. Tears of happiness sting my eyes, thinking about being here with him like this. Something I never thought was in the cards for us again.

I let out a small laugh when West’s cock jerks inside of me. The man is still hard, and I know he came. I can feel it inside of me. As soon as that thought hits me, so does another realization. Oh crap.

"West." My heart sinks.

“What?” His arms tighten around me.

“Never mind.” I don’t want to bring this up right now. “West!” I squeak out when he flips me over, so I’m now under him.

“You tensed up on me. No more keeping shit from each other.”

“We should talk about it later.” I lick my lips. “When your cock isn’t inside me.”

“You’re going to have to get used to that.”

“Shut up.” I laugh, making my sex contract around him. He groans, his cock jerking inside of me. West lets it slip out, but he stays hovering over me.

“Out with it.”

“We didn’t use anything,” I point out. When I was younger, I was on birth control, and we’d both been virgins. “I haven’t been on anything in years,” I admit, hoping it doesn’t kill the moment or cause him to freak out.

“So?” He shrugs as though what I said is no big deal.

“But—” I close my eyes, not wanting to say this. The thought of him having been with someone else kills me, but it’s been years, so I shouldn’t expect that he was celibate. It makes me want to throw up.

“Don’t you fucking say it, Vasey.” My eyes flutter open to meet his. “I’d never do that. You’re my only girl. Ever.”

“I’m sorry,” I whisper.

“You’re sorry?” He smirks. “Then you’ll make it up to me.”

“Oh, really?” I roll my eyes, fighting a smile.

“Three orgasms.”

“Three?”

“Yeah.” He starts to trail kisses down my neck. “Let me eat you to three.” His tongue circles my nipple.

“And that’s how I make it up to you?” West sucks my nipple into his mouth, making my back bow off the bed. I slip my fingers into his hair.

“All I want is your sweetness.” He runs his tongue down my stomach. I spread my thighs farther for him, loving the way he makes me feel.

“It’s all yours.” I moan, giving myself over to West.