The Runaway Sub. (Book Three)

Chapter 19

The day my heart met yours, even my brain stopped working to let magic be created.
-A. E

Jane

Before my mind could play catch up and caused me to chicken out, I surprised both of us by closing the gap and kissing a very shocked Darcy on the lips. My heart was racing and I could literally feel my blood rushing inside me but all I wanted, all I could focus on, was her.

As soon as our lips connected and my hands were in her hair I felt her stiffen. It felt like someone had thrown a bucket of cold water on me and I was about to pull away when I felt her relax against me before my body was tightly pressed to hers.

I could feel the passion and raw hunger in her kiss and I barely had time to steal oxygen as her tongue dominated and explored my mouth. Her dominant side was quick to make an appearance and even though she was being more gentle than dominant, I still had this feeling that she needed this... needed to be in control.

I was more than happy to oblige and as she lifted me off the floor and placed me on the couch, I did just that.

She was slowly yet expertly taking me out of my jeans and tank top and I didn't miss her hidden smirk as she found I was completely devoid of any undergarments. My clothing was thrown towards the door and I shrieked as Darcy roughly pulled me closer to her before putting me on display.

Her eyes slowly went over my dripping heat and I bit my lips as we both knew it was her fault and not the storm.

With one quick movement her head was aligned with my lower half and I moaned loudly as she immediately made it her battlefield. My sensitive tips were beautifully tortured beneath her fingers and I moved my hips as her tongue became reacquainted with the inside of me. Just when I thought I'd go mad from wanting her so much, I placed my hands in her hair and pulled only to hear her whimper and I immediately stop.

"I'm-"

"Shh."

She whispers as she connects her lips with mine once more. I can taste myself and I moan against her mouth as she pins my hands above me. She's grinding her body on top of mine as she nibbles and kisses her way to my ears and I moan as her fingers caress my folds.

"My hair is off limits okay baby." She murmurs in my ears but I'm such a mess that my only response is the loud moaning of her name.

I boldly recapture her lips with mine before kissing and sucking her dark chocolate tips and her body shivers as I massaged her perfectly rounded behind.

"I love you." I whisper as I'm sure she leaves her love bites on my neck.

The shine in her eyes relay the same meaning and we both moan as her heat presses flush against mine. Her breathing becomes shallow as she slowly starts to move on top of me and my breath is hitched as her hand gently encircles my neck.

Something about this feels more like lovemaking than anything else and I held her closer to me as I nudged her faster. Darcy ignores my request, choosing instead to go at her own pace and for some reason her eyes look as though they were brimming with unshed tears.

"Darce-"

"Shh." She mumbles and my body starts to shiver at the sheer pleasure being created.

I'm sensitive and numb with desire and even though I want us to go faster, I don't dare interrupt her, knowing that she needed this. She might not want to tell me what's wrong but by the way she takes control of my body she lets me know she's willing to try.

"Ah... uh... ahhh."

Her hand on my neck squeezes gently, not hard enough to cause me pain but enough so that I'm cuming a mere few seconds after she does; all the while she's still at her slow, precise pace.

Her body trembles from her orgasm and she kisses the side of my face before burying her head against my neck, her now dripping heat, still rubbing against my own.

"I love you."

It's barely a whisper but I still hear it. My heart clenches as my neck gets moist and I just knew she was crying. I wanted to know exactly what made her become so vulnerable with me but I didn't dare ask, instead, I just held her as she slowly stopped moving.

I kiss her hair before hugging her and she reshifts her position so that we were now cuddling; her ass pressed close to me and our fingers interlocked. I kiss her neck and felt her shiver before I did it once more.

We probably laid like this for a few hours and only broke apart when I heard her tummy growl loudly, jumping her awake. I tried to hide my giggle but we were too close for her not to notice and I only laughed out loud when she too chuckled.

"I can make us something to eat." I say as she turns to face me. I don't miss her swollen eyes but thought it best to leave well enough alone.

"Or-" she clears her throat as she makes herself more comfortable. "We could order pizza and just lay like this forever."

"Are you okay?" I ask quietly, genuinely curious.

"It's my mom... I'm over it... I just... I really need you-"

Her voice goes eerily quiet but not before I heard the last part of that statement and by gosh I wanted to cry. I wanted to ball my eyes out, hold onto her and never let go. I didn't know what her mom did to her but I knew enough to know I hated that woman. I made a vow right then to always be here for her and never hurt her or be the reason for her tears. Deciding on a distraction, I kissed her forehead, cheeks, lips.

"Pizza will have to wait."

Before she could figure out what I was doing, I was already up and spreading her legs. Her shocked eyes met mine moments before my mouth tasted her essence and I heard her surprised cry as I took her out of this world.

She was mine.

And I was hers.

No one would ever take her away from me, not now, not ever.

This I swear.