Snowcrossed: Currently Under Construction

29. All I Want

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"Infinity" - Jaymes Young

I'd nearly driven off the road with all of Hadley's teasing. Unable to look away as she touched herself in the front seat of the truck.

She knew what to do to get me going, and once we got home I was going to make her pay.

I turned off the headlights as we pulled up to the house. An old habit perhaps, but I wasn't in the mood to share her tonight. And I knew once Janelle saw that we were home she'd come snooping.

Most of the lights were out, meaning everyone was likely out or watching a movie. Still I parked as far away from the garage as possible. On the other side of the guest house so no one would notice and closed the door gently.

The anticipation was killing me. It had been so long since I'd seen Hadley, tasted Hadley, and that quick fix at the lake had done nothing to appease my appetite. I wanted her. ALL of her.

I felt her behind, hands on my back as I fumbled with the fucking keys.

I barely made it through the door—nearly dropping them twice, no thanks to Wolf.

Damn it.

Hadley chuckled, wrapping arms around my waist. "She needs to go out."

My head fell. Eyeing my cocking blocking dog.

She didn't care. Not with that pink tongue hung out the side of her mouth. "I'll be right back."

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I expected to find Hadley in bed when I returned. I hoped to find Hadley in my bed. Instead, I found her standing fully clothed in front of my wall. Her coat discarded on the love seat adjacent to my bed, tucked in the corner next to my wood panelled fender.

She stared at the photos. Some framed on my desk and shelves, but the majority of them had been pinned to the wall in a collage she created with cork boards and string lights. A little feminine Luke claimed, but I didn't care.

Wolf padded next to her, wanting the attention with a few licks at her hand. Hadley smiled, giving her ear a good scratch before she slunk to her bed on the opposite side of the room. "You kept them?"

I made my way over. My tentative strides not as long.

Hadley's gaze slid to the wall and I positioned myself behind and slipped my arms around her waist—my chin tucked in the crook of her neck. "I did." Every Polaroid. Every disposable camera photo. All the pictures she nearly tossed away. Even the ones she claimed had been ruined from over exposure and light splatters. I liked them. There was beauty in their imperfection. In the memories held in their still frames.

A faint floral scent lined my nose. Familiar and adrenaline inducing.

I wanted her and it showed in the featherlight kisses I trailed down her neck. The delicate skin of her shoulder like cashmere.

Her head fell to the side as I moved the curtain of caramel coloured hair for better access. "Why?" She asked, her smile evident.

I reached around, cupping her chin. Not hard, but enough to guide her eyes to mine. "Because I love you." Her brown eyes ticked on mine. "Hadley, I've always loved you," I went on. "From the moment I laid my eyes on you I knew." Her eyes glistened—a single tear falling and I kissed her. Thoroughly, passionately—slowly, so she'd understand just how serious I was. "You were all I ever wanted," I murmured, her brow set on mine. "You're all I want and if I have to wait I will. If I have to prove myself so be it."

Her tears continued and I brushed them away.

Hadley took control, turning so she faced me and cupped my jaw. Weaving silent promises between our lips.

I complied. Allowing her to take. Especially as she lowered. Grazing my jaw, my neck.

God this woman was my weakness and I relished in it.

Down she went.

Lower.

Lower.

Her knees hit the floor and the sound of my belt caught my ear. My zipper.

"Hadley, you don't have to."

She continued, gazing up. "I want to."

I combed my fingers through silken locks as she pulled my cock from my boxers and stroked.

I trembled with need, a fact she knew because a second later she took me into her mouth.

"Fuck, Hadley," I breathed, my shoulders so tense I thought the muscle might rip.

I reeled in the urge to thrust. Though it was with no small effort.

Hadley was incredible. And I told her as much as she worshiped me with a c shaped hand and that deliciously sweet mouth. "Hadley."

Her name was plead on my lips. A promise. A surrender. And judging by her enthusiam she approved.

She continued. Until my pants became shallow. My words and knees weak. And when she was satisfied—leaving me on the brink of destruction, she rose. Claiming my mouth and guiding me back to my bed.

A/N: It's been a minute and for that I apologize. I suffered from some major burn out and writers block. I probably should've listened to everyone who told me to slow down *averts eye contact*

Thank you for being so patient with me <3 I hope you missed Baker and Hadley as much as I did.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY 🥀🌹