Chapter 62
GRACIE
My gaze slowly opened to the bright morning light, the first thing I noticed was the space on the bed beside me.
After our argument yesterday we haven't spoken to each other...
Even throughout dinner last night he appeared to be keeping his distance from me, I couldn't help thinking it was my fault that we were back to this stage once again.
Last night he'd only entered into the room and lay down beside me when it was already so late, he probably had thought that I had fallen asleep, and this morning he was gone even before I could wake up.
I closed my eyes inhaling deeply, how long was this going to continue?
My ears caught the sound of water running and my attention was directed at the closed bathroom door.
I pushed away from the sheets and made my way out of the bed, I don't know for how long I stood outside the bathroom door, I inhaled sharply then struggled for another as my fingers slowly enclosed the knob and pushed it open.
The sight of him naked In the steamy fog was breathtaking, his gleaming gaze found mine and the air fizzled with tension that always seem to follow us.
I didn't speak, and neither did he as he watched me come to him. I stood right in front of him, scarce inches separating our bodies from touching.
"Gracie you..... " he trailed off on a harsh breath.
My gaze traveled to his cock that was already half-hard, his gaze heated, the muscles of his stomach going taut as I came to my knees in front of him.
"What are you doing? " he asked huskily, it was the first time he'd spoken to me since this morning.
Instead of a reply I put the head of his engorged flesh and sucked.
Hard.
He hissed, the muscles of his thighs rippling from the pleasure.
His fingers fisted in my hair as I took more of his meaty flesh inside my mouth.
My right hand gripped his shaft, sliding up and down while I licked the tip, lapping at his salty liquid, his grip in my hair tightened, his eyes closed and head tilted back as he began to thrust rhythmically inside my mouth, his harsh pant of pleasure filling the air.
With a mixture of a growl and a loud hiss his cock jerked then cum jetted down my throat, he groaned and thrusts a few more times until every drop was expelled. His hand fisted on my hair eased and became gentle, he looked down at me, lids heavy and sated.
I looked up at him as his partially softened cock slipped from my mouth, the raw hunger in his gaze made my body thrummer with need.
With a tug he brought me back on my feet, fitting my clothed form against his hard naked ones still wet from the shower he'd taken.
"Say it to me! "
His gaze brimmed with heated intensity, I didn't need to ponder what he meant, his desperate smoldering gaze told me what he needed to hear from me. And I told him exactly just that
"I trust you Hayden, and I'll never leave you" the moment the words left my mouth he pulled me against him and pressed his mouth to mine, possessing, owning ... The urgency and the passion grew as my back hits against the shower stall, his weight keeping my knees from crumbling.
The kiss grew harder and more feverish. ... His hands grabbed my waist and my body erupted into flames as he yanks off my nightclothes and sheathed his throbbing shaft into my core.
"That's right, you'll always be mine, Everything will be fine, I promise" with these final words he drove us both to the brink of ecstasy.
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"Where are we going daddy? "
Hazel's question drew my attention even though it wasn't directed at me.
She'd already been referring to him as her dad even before I told her the truth, that he was her father. It was amazing how much she grew attached to him since then, I always have to bite back a wave of jealously each time she referred to him for almost everything and not to me, It wasn't rational of me, and was childish even, but I couldn't help but feel that I was no longer her favorite person like I had always been to her.
The expression he had when I had told her that I lied when I had said that daddy wasn't coming back, that he returned and never leave us again would forever be engraved in my memories. I've never seen him so filled with emotions before.
To accept his world would be very tough and different from everything I've ever known, I still don't know if I would make it, but I'm willing to try, to trust him completely when he promised that he was going to keep us safe.
"I told you before that we are going to meet your grandfather, that's where we are going" he replied casually from the wheel, from the rearview mirror his gaze found mine and held for a moment.
"Grandfather? Is he old?" she questioned
"Old?" he repeated
"Like Dumbledore ?" she asked with a little bit of excitement.
He looked lost for a moment.
"We watched a Harry Potter movie once, and she has been obsessed with it ever since then " I explained.
The car drove to a halt and I looked outside at the huge intimidating mansion from the window.
It felt as if I was suddenly washed with a flood of memories that I had wanted them to remain buried.
I tried to keep my expression neutral even as a wave of anxiety kicked in, I felt his gaze on me and returned his stare, he had a sort of a troubled expression.
"I'm all right" I spoke, but I didn't sound convincing even to my ears.
"You don't have to lie"
"And you don't have to blame yourself for anything anymore, I already told you we've been through that"
Some emotion flashed through his gaze, but it was gone so quickly before I could begin to ponder at it.
He gave a slow nod before reaching to pull the side of his door open, he walked over to our side and pulled it open, assisting me and Hazel out of the car.
The further we walked the more my legs felt like ice.
I don't know why I feel as if we were back in circles and we were right back to where we started, digging back to our past, though he was standing beside me I felt as if I'm returning to HIM. the Hayden who used to hurt me.
My insides churned and my blood roared aloud in my ears, I found myself struggling to breathe.
I felt both his hands on my shoulders, his gaze commanding me to look at him.
"Shit. Breathe please "
His voice filled me with a sensation of calm
He was the cause of my nightmares but at the same time only he could make it go away, he's hurt me more than anyone but I don't think I'll be safer anywhere than with him.
"I'm alright "
His gaze darted over me worriedly, a swear escaping his mouth
"No. You're not, it's all my mistake, you are not ready for this, we should go back now !"
With a sudden firm grip on my arm, he began to retrace our footsteps, until I stopped him.
"No! I can do this trust me! "
"You can't, I don't want you to break down on me, that's why we're leaving now "
"No! " I argued, startling Hazel who had been staring at us this whole time.
In as much as I was chilled to my bone, I didn't want to leave.
What if we want to let everything go, the only way to be free from our demons was the place it all began. Where we might both find our salvation.
"We are already here, I'm fine, I promise"
I ignored his warning look, I knew he wouldn't do anything to startle Hazel, he didn't look too happy about it but he finally succumbed.
I took another once over at the huge intimidating mansion.
Although it was quiet and serene, I wouldn't be fooled to think that this place wasn't fully secured.
We are passed by some men I guessed to be bodyguards.
They gave him curt nods as we approached, the moment we stepped inside we were ushered inside by a middle-aged man who greeted Hayden with recognition, his gaze traveled from me to Hazel and widened just a fraction.
"Come in, it's high time, your old man has been waiting "
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