His Little Game

Chapter 5

SILVER

Turning slowly, my body ached in places it shouldn't, but I managed to turn onto my back. My eyes darted to the place where Dayton had been sleeping, but it was empty.

I move up, pulling the sheet up with me.

Where the hell did he go?

Worry set in, thinking that he had left me alone after the night we had. Another hook-up and I was the naive girl back in high school all over again. My mind went over last night's antics.

Dayton kept his word. He made me scream more last night till someone banged on my door to keep the noise down. We missed the party, but we had our own one in here.

Dayton knew what he wanted, and I had never experienced how he pleasured me. He had me in positions that you would see in gossip magazines. Even though he fucked hard, he was attentive to what I needed. He wasn't the Dayton I heard about in school. He was completely the opposite of what I was used to.

My eyes scanned the room, trying to find his clothes, but they were gone.

My heart sank. He promised he wouldn't hurt me, but I guess it was a hope error. I should have left him alone when I had the chance.

Moving toward the edge of the bed, I lean over to my chair, grab my long t-shirt that I usually sleep in, and slip it on over my head. Pulling it down in place, I let out a sigh and looked around until my eyes landed on the mirror, and I couldn't help but take in my appearance. I looked awful, something out of a horror movie. My hair was sticking up in places, not to mention the bags under my eyes. They were darker than the makeup I would have put on. I didn't wear any last night. If this were a Halloween at Eclipse, it would be the whole get-up and more.

I didn't want to face anyone, not today, not after last night. It would be so embarrassing. I move up and wince slightly till I get my balance.

Fuck, my whole body felt like it did a marathon without me.

Taking it slowly, I moved toward the other side of the room and opened my fridge. I grabbed a bottle of water. Who would know sex would make you thirsty? So much of it, at least.

I took a big gulp when I heard the door handle turn, which made me move the bottle from my lips and look over. The door opened, and in walked Dayton with two plastic cups of coffee and a bag in the other hand.

My eyes widened as he walked in and closed the door, only to stop and stare at me. His lips curled up into a grin. "You're awake," he said, holding everything in his hands. "I got us some breakfast. I know I worked you over last night. You need to eat."

Dayton moved closer, but I stepped back and stared at him.

Dayton's eyes stayed on me as his grin vanished and turned into a frown. "Silver, I—" he said, but I shook my head and moved away, only for Dayton to step closer, and his hand gripped my neck, making me stop as he closed the gap between us.

My eyes widen as his eyes bore into mine. "I promise," he murmurs as he leans closer to me. "I'm not going to hurt you."

I stared at him as his hand dropped from my neck. He placed it in my hand and moved it up to his lips, pressing them to my knuckles. "I want to know who hurt you," he murmured. "Who made my doll not trust anyone?"

I stare at him, but words fail me.

Dayton stared and sighed. "I can only promise."

My eyes stay on him for a moment until I feel the need to explain myself. "My father," I blurt out, making him tense. "That's who hurt me. He would make promises and never keep them. After he married his new wife, I wasn't invited to see him or the family. He tore my mother apart with his ways, and I had to watch. I remember every lie he would tell her and me."

Dayton's eyes softened as his hand went to my waist, pulling me toward him as I continued. "I watched the truth vanish in all ways when he was around," I muttered, moving my head to the side and taking him in. "My father was the major source, but I had one boyfriend who lied about having a girlfriend and another who stole from me."

Dayton moved me toward him and rested his head on mine. "My doll picked a bunch of bastards," he muttered. "But I'm here now, and I won't be hurting you or doing any of those things. The only thing I want is you."

Pulling back slightly, I stared at him and searched his face, trying to figure out if he was lying, but it was hard to tell.

Then something hits me his words last night. "Years?" I blurted out, making him arch his eyebrows up. "You said you had been waiting years? For what?"

The corners of Dayton's lips curl up as his hand tightens on my waist. "You," he murmurs as he moves closer, leaving mere inches away from my lips. "I have waited for years for you to come to me. I have had the biggest desire to have you."

My eyes widened, which only made him chuckle. "I knew back in high school you weren't ready for me," he said as his hand gripped the hem of my T-shirt. "I waited and made sure no one hurt my doll when I was around."

My heart spiked. Did he look out for me? From what?

My mind raced as he pushed me back toward the bed and grinned. "I believe," he said as my legs hit the back of the bed, and I fell on to it.

Dayton stood before me, removing my top and then his. My mouth watered as he slowly stripped. "I believe I have to show you how I intend to make sure you know you're mine, which means I will only ask you to give me a chance."

Like a nodding frigging dog, I nodded, which only made him grin wider as he parted my legs and stepped between them. "Move up," he said as he leaned down. I did as he asked as he removed his pants, and his cock sprung up, hard, and pre-cum coated the top.

Fuck, he was going to be the death of me.

I lay down as Dayton hoovered over me as he got into position, placing his hands on either side of my face. "Silver," he murmured, kissing my lips and moving back slowly. "I am going to make you mine all over again and all weekend."

I kissed him again as he groaned.

"Do it..." I murmured against his lips. "I ask only one thing."

Dayton moved slightly, placing his cock at my entrance. His lips moved along my jawline as his hand gripped my neck, making me arch up slightly as I tried to move his cock into me.

Dayton chuckled. "My doll is all too eager for my cock again," he murmured against my ear with a grin. "What is it my doll wants?"

The tip of his cock goes into my entrance, causing me to let out a small moan. "Meet my mum," I said a little too loudly.

"Oh, I will, doll," he said as he pulled back and slammed into my pussy hard, making me move up and moan.

"Dayton..." I moan as he pulls back and stills.

Dayton moved till his eyes met mine. His face was perfect, with no face paint on it, but it makes me wonder if he uses it all the time. "You and I will meet the mothers over Christmas," he said as he slammed back into me hard, causing me to moan, but he continued. "I will show you what a good boy I can be when I am with people who need to be respected, and we both know our mothers deserve it."

My heart swelled slightly in my chest as I took in what he said. "But that doesn't go without saying I will be the perfect date," he murmured as he leaned into my lips and kissed me. He moves inside me, letting his cock slip in and out, hitting the right spot.

Moans slip past my lips as he grips my neck and fucks me harder. His eyes bore into mine as he groaned as my pussy clenched around his cock, and after more hard thrusts, I let release. Dayton wasn't far behind, groaning out my name as he slowed.

"I'm never leaving this room," he murmured, slipping from me and moving to the side. "You're mine."

I said nothing as Dayton pulled me to him. He leans up on his elbow and stares at me while he moves the blanket back over us. "Sleep," he says as he pulls me closer to him. "I'll reheat breakfast later, and we can have more of each other. I want to taste your sauce and have it coat my chin."

I feel my cheeks hit up, and I am thankful he can't see me. His lips press against my shoulder as his cock hardens against my back.

Fuck.

No more.