Our Broken Pieces - M.E. Clayton Page 0,75
it’s tied to yours.”
The tears began again. “I know,” she whispered. “I know. I’ve known it since I was fourteen-years-old.”
“Marry me, Mystic.” It wasn’t a question. There weren’t any choices left. We didn’t have choices, Mystic and I. “Marry me. Marry me and get off those goddamn birth control pills.”
She let out a small laugh. “All of it right now, huh?”
“All of it and more,” I answered her honestly. “I won’t be satisfied until there’s nothing left for you to give me. But, even then, I’ll still try to take everything you have.”
“What about work?”
“That’s up to you,” I told her. “You can continue to work for CI, or you can quit. You can be a career mom or a stay-at-home Mom or both. I don’t care, baby. As long as you’re happy and it’s me you’re coming home to every night.”
“I’m scared,” she admitted softly. “It’s scary to have everything you’ve ever wanted staring you in the face. It’s almost too good to be true, Gage.”
“Mystic, we’ve paid our due to get here. We spent ten years apart. This isn’t too good to be true. This is our reward. This is our reward for managing these past ten years without each other.”
“Yeah?”
“Marry me,” I repeated.
Her smile lit up her entire face as she nodded down at me. “Yes.”
My hands cradled her face as I slammed my lips against hers. She laughed against my mouth and I couldn’t help the smile that took over.
I’ve loved this girl my entire life and God was gifting her to me once again. I spent my entire life knowing I was dark and broken, but I was lucky enough to find the one girl who loved me despite it.
Twice.
Mystic came to me twice in my life and there was no way I was going to fuck this up again.
I pulled back and, this time, her tears were happy ones. “I’m going to love you my entire life, Mystic,” I promised. “I’m going to love you my whole life”
“Forever,” she vowed. “I’m going to love you forever, Gage.”
“Forever,” I agreed.
Mystic bent down and she kissed me. She kissed me in a way that told me the fire that burned inside her for me would never die out. She kissed me like she was finally home.
Clothes started flying off, and soon, she was naked beneath me on the couch. I had one leg hooked over my elbow as I opened her wide. I slammed into her and watched as her beautiful body bowed and she let out a wail of pleasure.
I held still, the entire length of my cock buried deep in her, as I commanded, “Look at me.”
Mystic lifted her head and met my stare. “Gage…”
“Tell me you love me,” I demanded. “Tell me you love me, baby.” I pushed in deeper, hitting her cervix, when she didn’t answer me fast enough.
Her hands curled into fists in the cushions as she yelled, “I love you!”
I slid out and slammed back into her. “Again!”
“I love you. Oh, God…”
“Say it again,” I snarled as I rammed my cock into her over, and over again. Each thrust deeper and harder than the last.
“Gage, I love you…I love you,” she stammered, getting caught up in her pleasure. “I’ll…I’ll always love you.”
My mind was gone and nothing else made sense. Nothing mattered but my cock inside Mystic’s wet, hot pussy. Nothing mattered but claiming her. Claiming her for-fucking-ever.
Her body arched and she moaned like a fucking porn star. “Oh, God…I’m going to cum…”
My thrust became harder and deeper. I wanted Mystic’s cream on my dick more than I wanted to take my next breath. “Get rid of those fucking pills,” I grunted.
“O…okay…”
“Promise me!”
“Anything,” she moaned. “I’ll give you anything…”
I leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Cum on my cock, baby. Cum on my cock, so I can cum inside your tight cunt.” Her body started pulsating and I knew she was close. I also knew she loved it when I spewed filth at her. “Let me rip your tight pussy apart like you like it.”
“Yes,” she panted. “Please, Gage…”
“Then your ass is next,” I promised darkly right before she detonated all over me.
“Gage!”
Mystic’s pussy convulsed all around me and I rode her hard and unyielding through her orgasm. It rocked her to the core as it released rope after rope of cum from my body. I filled her womb and I was nowhere near being done with her.
When we finally came down from our high, Mystic looked up at