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He quickly looks down, obviously struggling with his next words. When he looks back up, I’m shocked at the tears in his eyes.
“You’ve changed me in so many ways. I’ve struggled, for years, to understand why I survived the day of that attack. I wanted a reason as to why my best friend had to die and I got to live. It took me a while to see it, but I finally know that reason. It’s you. You make me want to be a better person. You make me forget every miserable thing that’s ever happened to me. I can’t explain to you how deeply I care about you and Kason. Even if it’s too late for us… Even if I can’t have you, I need you, to please, forgive me.” The agony in his pleading is breaking my heart.
What do I do? Can I really, honestly forgive him?
I feel like I’m being smothered, bombarded with emotions and confessions from every corner. I’m not heartless. He’s practically just handed me the bleeding heart straight out of his chest. Deep down, I want to run into his arms, but I can’t allow myself to get too caught up in the rawness of his feelings. Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes, and try to be as rational as possible about all of this.
“It isn’t that simple, Payne, and you know it.”
Step by step, he approaches me, guarded and cautious, as if he’s trying to read the way my body involuntarily reacts to his proximity. As he stands beneath the florescent light, my eyes catch the glistening sweat forming on his muscular chest. Unable to stop myself, I continue admiring him, dragging my eyes down to the peak of the perfect v-shape, just above his belt buckle. My core clenches as lust consumes the very last of my willpower.
Keep your head straight. This isn’t about sex.
Payne’s so close now that I can feel the heat radiating from his body. Even though I didn’t fully answer him, his dark eyes look so lost and sad…defeated. Reaching out, he brushes my hair away, gently caressing the fading bruise still on my face. Guilt and anger seem to wash over him.
“I’m so sorry I didn’t get to you sooner. I’ll never be able to forgive myself for this.”
“You don’t seem to forgive yourself for a lot of things.”
“Like you said, it isn’t that simple.” He cups my face for a moment longer, before placing a tender kiss on my forehead.
“I would’ve rather died, than for them to have hurt you like this.”
“I wouldn't.” It’s the truth. Even though I don’t know where things stand between us, I could never survive his death.
Payne takes a deep breath and then locks his gaze to mine. “I want to make this right between us. But, in order to do that, I need you to do something for me. Please.”
Confused by his request, I tilt my head and watch him walk over toward the wall behind him. Lifting an old leather strap off a metal hook, he turns and walks back to where I am. With trembling hands, he extends it out for me to take. The feel of the leather against my skin mesmerizes me, yielding me under its spell. Just as I blink out of my daze, I see him dropping to his knees in front of me.
“What are you doing?” I gasp in shock.
“I need you to do this. I can’t bear the pain inside any longer.” He lifts his head and looks at me. This strong, dominating, Alpha man now bows in front of me, begging for the one thing I don’t know if I can do. I don’t want to be that person any more.
“Do it. I deserve it.”
“No, Payne, I-,” He cuts me off before I can argue his request.
“I want you to do this. I need you to do this. It’s the only way.” I shake my head, but he grabs my hands and shakes me. “Remember all of the times that sick bastard put his hands on you? Think of all the lies I made you believe. I broke your trust. Feel all that anger coursing in your veins? I want you to take every ounce of it out on me. Make me pay for it. I beg you, Mistress. Punish me.”
Mistress. Punish me.
Why? Why did he have to bring this out in me? Those words ignite something I cannot control. Turning every emotion off, I allow myself to channel the rage that I’d buried deep within. At that moment, everything churns inside of me, like a perfect, disastrous storm. I can’t stop it. Oh God, there’s no way I can stop it.
I hate him.
The first blow of the belt lands across the skin of his back before I can even blink. The second and third strike, come even easier. By the fourth, I don’t recognize who I am anymore. Over and over, I keep hitting him until I feel something inside of me break, taking the very last of my breath along with it. Gasping for air, I snap back to reality, horrified by the sight of the bright red welts on his back. No! As my shaking hand drops the strap to the ground, I fall to my knees along with it, landing right in front of his feet.
I love him.
Amazingly, he doesn’t seem to be in pain but I’m overwhelmed with an intense need to touch him. “Oh, God, Payne. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”
Before I can even take my next breath, his mouth is on mine, swallowing my sorrow with each swipe of our tongues. Like desperate lovers, our hands hungrily roam over each other. As he lays me back onto the smooth, dirt floor, I feel the intense energy radiating from his body. There’s no sweet and slow in our intentions and I love it.
“This is going to be hard, rough, and fast.” He warns. Just the thought of him taking me rough makes me wet.
Desperation fills me. I want him inside of me, now! In one forceful yank, he pushes his jeans past his ass. He hisses as I stroke his long cock with my hand. As the skirt of my yellow sundress is lifted, I feel his strong hands slide down my hip, to that perfect sweet spot that is already drenched in my arousal. Moving my dampened panties to the side, I spread my legs wider, begging for entry. With a gruff move forward, he impales himself inside of me, deliciously filling and stretching me with his thick girth. A loud, deep groan erupts from the depths of his chest, driving me insane with need and desire.
“Fuck!” he roars, appreciative of the way my body quickly conforms to welcome him. Gripping my waist, he quickens his pace, pumping his cock in and out of me in powerful thrusts. The gratifying pleasure grows with each movement inside of me, building until I think I’m going to black out. I arch my back against the cool ground and lift my ass. In a wild feral cry, I scream out in pleasure, coating his shaft in my thick, creamy release. His fingers dig deeper into the crevice of my pelvis as he pulls out and disappears between my thighs.
Back and forth, I twist and writhe in his hold, rocking my hips in perfect rhythm to his hot searing tongue. Desperate to come again, my hands find his hair, urging him to suck harder on my folds. Without warning, the climax hits me hard and fast. “Oh. My. God! Payne!” Leaning back, I pull hard on his hair as the violent orgasm rips through my body. Like a starved beast, he sucks down my pleasure, growling at his prize with colossal satisfaction.
Payne licks his glistening lips and smiles as he pulls me toward him. His hands pull at the top of my short sundress, wildly engulfing my exposed breast into his hot mouth. He rakes his teeth against my erect nipple, knowing how it drives me wild. I close my eyes and revel in the pleasure he brings me. I slide my sex against his shaft, begging for entry. With my throbbing clit aching with need, I can’t hold off any longer. I need to feel him inside me again. Raising myself up, I grab the base of his manhood and align it perfectly with my opening.
Our mouths widely gape open, mirroring each other, as we watch inch, by glorious inch, of his long, thick cock disappear in between my slick folds. He sits up and shifts my ass on top of him. Sweet sweat drips down our skin, pooling at the point where our bodies beautifully connect. With an overwhelming urgency, we wrap our arms around each other, desperately clinging on for dear life.
He gently takes my face into his hands, making me look him directly in the eyes as he slowly slides his delicious length into me. “You will never know how much I love you.”
His heart-stopping confession pours over me like the sweetest of warm rain. I’ve never felt anything more powerful than this moment. It’s as if he’s not only speaking to me, but to my heart, as well. I can’t deny this. I won’t. I can’t live without him. This wild crazy love story is complete madness, but it’s ours. Payne James owns me in every way. I’m done fighting this love battle. I’m finally ready to place my terrified heart in his hands. It’s time to trust. It’s time I submit, fully.
I lay my hands on his, locking his gaze and confess what I’ve fought so hard to deny. “I love you, too.”
I’m lost in him, so beautifully lost. In a frenzy of powerful, synced thrusts, I stare into his eyes as we climax together. I smile as the hot spurts of his semen deliciously fill my core. He easing me back against the cool dirt, tenderly placing kisses on my face as he pulls me closer to him.
We lie together on the ground, holding each other, scared of letting the other one go. I lightly trace the dragon tattoo on his chest with my fingertip, waiting for my mind to catch up with my heart. I’ve spent so much time believing I would never find someone to love. I never dreamed someone could love me, knowing the things I’ve been through. I raise my head from his strong chest and roll to my side, leaning down to his face.
“Stay.” I whisper against his lips.
“What?” He says, looking at me with surprise.
“I want you to stay in Savannah with me and Kason. We need you. Please, don’t leave us.”
Payne pulls me tightly against him.
“There’s no way in hell I’m ever leaving you. You’ve possessed my soul, baby. You’re mine.”
“Yours.” I smile against his chest as I rest my hand on his heart.
All yours.
Always.
Chapter Thirty-Six
EPILOGUE
HONEY
As I stare out across the peaceful waves crashing in the distance, I know my future has never looked brighter. Every now and then, I think about Club Climax and all the girls still working there. Sometimes I even wonder about the girl who replaced me, imagining what her life must be like for her to choose that route. But mostly, I think about Angel and Magic, hoping that someday they find who they’re really meant to be. Believe it or not, working there will never be a regret of mine. It’s made me the person I am today. Through everything, I’ve learned to embrace my past and love the person I’ve become.
Taking a deep breath of the fresh sea air, I close my eyes and savor the feel of the warm breeze blowing against my face. It’s all so different now. I’m free. I’m safe. With a huge smile, I turn and look back up at the beach house behind me, the one I’ve loved for so long. Payne bought it for me as a surprise, allowing me to fix it up as I’d always imagined. It’s our new beginning, a place we can finally be a family.
We’ve been through hell and back, but we’d done it together. Nothing about what we’ve had to endure had been easy. We’d both had to fight through extremely painful memories, but it was necessary to get to where we are today.
With Broderick now dead, there’s nothing stopping me from coming forth and exposing the horrific truth to the world. But there is no victory in that for me. Resurrecting Devyn Wilder is something I’ll never want to do. I’m not that girl anymore, and I wouldn’t know how to ever be her again. Besides, speaking the truth about Broderick will not only create a media circus for my son, it will also expose facts that I never want him to know. He deserves a happy, normal life, and I will do everything in my power to make sure he gets just that.
“Mommy!”
I glance over to see my giggling son running towards me. Closing the distance behind him is an extremely sexy, shirtless, and very soaked, Payne. It’s been a year now and I still lose my breath every single time I see my husband’s magnificent, god-like body.
“Help! Daddy’s trying to catch me! He says you're the base.”
Giggling, he takes shelter behind me, pressing his little, wet hands into the back of my cover-up. It warms my heart every time I hear him say, Daddy.
I’ll never forget the day Kason called him that for the first time. There was no hesitation. It was just second nature to him. I don’t know who’d cried more me, or Payne. Regardless of biology, there’s no doubt in my mind Payne was destined to be his father. As I run my hand across my barely-there bump, I feel the excitement grow in my heart. I simply can’t wait to make him a daddy again.
As I watch my husband slow his approach, I take my time and drag my eyes up his perfectly sculpted body, allowing myself, to hungrily, drink in every last inch of him in. Payne catches me in the act and rewards me with a slow, seductive grin; the kind he knows makes me want to jump him on the spot.
Dear God, I can feel myself grow wetter by the second.
To tease him, I tug off my cover-up, showing off my new, very low cut, black bikini, smiling at the immense hunger that ignites in his eyes. I tug at the thin strings on my hips and smirk back at him.
“So, I’m base, huh?”
A mischievous look slowly spreads across his face.
“Yep.”
When he raises his eyebrow, I know exactly what he’s about to do.
“Run!” I laugh, dragging my son by the hand.
Kason breaks free and darts toward the sand dune. Shrilling in delight, I brave a quick glance over my shoulder, but it’s too late.
“Gotcha!”
Payne’s strong hands wrap around my waist, pulling me, up in the air and spinning me around.
Laughing hysterically, we both fall back onto the soft warm sand together. He rolls on top of me and pins my hands above my head, straddling me with more than just a playful intention. Delicious beads of water, drip from his dark locks, landing square on my parting lips. I lick them seductively, overwhelmed by how erotic he tastes. To further tease him, I grind my hips into his growing erection.
He leans down, lovingly pressing his forehead to mine.
“Surrender.” He whispers across my lips.
Gazing back into his dark, beautiful eyes, I smile back at him adoringly.
“Always.”
PAYNE
Thick beams of moonlight spill across our room, coating her gorgeous face so magnificently it takes my breath away. Even now, as I lay here across from her, I have to touch her to convince myself that she’s real, that she’s mine.
We dominate.
We submit.
We love.
There is a beautiful line of trust embedded between the two of us. There’s no longer a need to battle each other for complete control. I am her Master. She is my Mistress. We trust each other explicitly to be whatever the other one needs. It’s how we heal, how we love. Whether it’s rough and wild or slow, sweet lovemaking, the electrifying connection we share is simply breathtaking. It’s as if our souls are entwined with one another, synced together like one perfect, strong heartbeat. I honestly don’t know how I was ever able to breathe before she came into my life.
Due to our painful pasts, there will always be hard limits for the both of us. But, because our powerful love and respect for one another, those lines will never be crossed. It’s the only way to keep the dark demons, in our souls, safely at bay. Together, we’ve embraced the shame that has plagued our lives. Forgiveness set us free. With her now in my life, there is nothing to be afraid of.
She thinks I saved her. Hell, she’d even tell you that if you gave her the chance. But the real truth is, she saved me. And, until my dying day, I will give her the life and love she deserves. Through battling the darkest of days, our destiny has rewritten itself.
In the end, our love will always… dominate.
~THE END~
Chapter Thirty-Seven
RAINN ORGANIZATION
If you, or someone you know, are a victim of rape, sexual assault, or domestic violence, there are people and organizations that can offer assistance. Talk to someone. You deserve to have a voice. Never be afraid to ask for help. Remember, you are not alone.
RAINN ORGANIZATION
(Rape, Abuse, & Incest National Network)
https://www.rainn.org
Chapter Thirty-Eight
A VERY SEXXY NOTE FROM SEXXA…
Hello, My Loves! Thank you so very much for reading the second book in my CLIMAX series, DOMINATE. Erotica romance has always been both captivating and beautiful to me. I am excited to announce that the CLIMAX series continues with Angel’s story. Be sure to check out the sneak peak of SIN!
Chapter Thirty-Nine
SIN PROLOGUE
And the Climax Series continues with…
SIN
Angel.
