Page 26 of Dark Notes, Volume Two

Her cheeks are red with what appears to be a mixture of lust and frustration.

“Words, Mia.” I command.

“Inside me. I need you inside me.” Her words come out breathless and intoxicating.

She reaches under her skirt, I assume to pull her panties to the side but it’s not going down like that.

“Naked, I want you naked.”

“Jett,” she complains and I know exactly why and I don’t like it, at all.

“You will not hide from me. Your body is gorgeous and I want to see it. Show me, baby. Show me what’s mine.”

I allow my hands to roam her body, feeling every glorious inch.

Her internal conflict is clear as day. She wants to refuse, and she might. Mia chews on her bottom lip and shuts her eyes tight.

“It makes me uncomfortable.”

Placing my hand on her chin, I tilt her head back, ordering her to open her eyes until she does.

“Take your clothes off and slide your wet pussy over my cock.”

The sadness in her expression is difficult to watch. I know people in her industry have made her feel like shit with their expectations. Expectations that are fucking dangerous. I haven’t seen evidence of an eating disorder, but I am paying attention.

Mia pulls her shirt over her head, and my mouth waters. When she tosses it along with her lacy bra to the other side of the sofa, I fight to restrain myself.

“Fuck, baby.”

Climbing off my lap, she stands in front of me and drags her skirt and panties down her legs before rolling her eyes at me.

“Happy?” She says, sounding like a snarky little brat.

I motion for her to come over to me.

“I’ll be happy when you’re riding my cock, Angel.”

My gaze travels her body as she comes back over to me and climbs onto my lap. Holding my length for her, she lowers herself onto my cock, causing me to hiss in pleasure. I grab onto each side of her waist and lift her before slamming her back down. I watch her closely as I fuck into her– the way she parts her lips as she breathes heavier, her eyes a darker shade of blue when she’s getting fucked. I fucking love it. I love her. I’ve known that for a long time.

“My beautiful angel.” I breathe as I move my hands to her back and pull her forward until she’s laying on my chest.

“Jett,” she cries out as I move my hands to her ass and hold her up while I rail into her.

Lifting her head, she stares at me while I fuck her.

“Fuck, Angel. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

I stand up with her in my arms and turn to lay her down on the sofa.

Hovering over her,I place one hand beside her head while fisting the other into her hair, tilting her head up as I continue to move inside her.

“Gorgeous isn’t strong enough of a word for what you are, Mia,” I pant out between thrusts. “Looking at you makes me breathless. It always has. You think weight is a bad thing. That’s how they’ve programmed you, but they’re all wrong. You were perfect the night I met you, and you’re perfect now.”

I place soft kisses all over her face as I attempt to fuck the message into her.

She blinks her eyes quickly, trying to fight the tears, but loses her battle as a lone tear rolls down her cheek. She wraps her arms around me, pulling me on top of her. Mia kisses me like she believes I deserve her. I know better, but for a moment I allow us to both believe that I won’t fuck this up.

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