"How does his dick feel, baby?"
"So…fucking…good," she cries between thrusts.
Nolan reaches between her legs, and when his fingertips find her clit, she yelps.
"Ahh!"
"Is that too much for you, Saige?"
"No…yes. I'm going to…"
She doesn't finish the sentence before her back arches and she cries out, her pussy clenching around me. It pushes me over the edge, milking the cum from my dick.
"Mmm…fuck yes. Take it all, baby…"
"Dax…"
"I love it when you say my name like that…"I'm still fucking coming."Fuck…"
I finally let go of her hair and pull out, sitting back on the bench beside her, exhaling heavily. "You're going to fucking kill me, Ripley."
"Don't say that," she pants, catching her breath.
"Poor choice of words, I'm sorry. Come here." I pull her onto my lap and wrap my arms around her, holding her tightly against my chest. "I told you this would be good for you, Saige."
She doesn't answer, but she wraps her arms around my back and rests her head on my shoulder. I run my fingers up and down her bare back, kissing the top of her head.
"Are you tired already, Saige?" Nolan asks.
She shakes her head. "No, I'm not tired. I'm just resting my eyes."
"We should go inside. You can go first and find something to wear," I tell Nolan.
"All right."
Nolan hoists himself out of the hot tub and heads toward the house.
The floors are going to be lethally soaked. Oh well.
Saige sighs before moving from my lap and sitting beside me. Somewhere in the middle of fucking, the sun had set, and I watch her scan the darkened backyard—the trees on either side and the cliff straight ahead—likely looking for whoever's been watching her.
"Are you scared?"
She shakes her head. "No. I'm never scared when you're around…you make me feel safe, which doesn't make a lot of sense, considering you've threatened to kill me more than once…etcetera."
I thread my fingers through her wet hair, pulling her closer before kissing her. "Water under the bridge, baby."
Saige scoffs. "Yeah. Totally normal people problems."
Maybe not, but…I'd never do anything to hurt my sweet little doll now. I'd go down with her if I had to. I don't think I'll ever be done playing with her.
Fuck that trauma-brain bullshit. I love her trauma brain. I love that it made her mine.
"Maybe they aren't, but you're safe with me. I won't let anything happen to you."
She nods, but her eyes say she doesn't quite believe me.
"Come on, let's go inside."
