The Sandman - BOOK ONE

-30-please

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(Evangeline above)
Song: LEAN BACK- SUR
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*this chapter has sexual content in it, read at own risk!!*

-Evangeline's POV-

My lips touched his in a soft kiss. Nothing was rushed about it. But I should've known, Payne doesn't do slow.

He grunted out in impatience and picked me up carrying me back into my room. His hands were so gentle with me as he laid me on the bed, climbing on top of me. He knew that the men had hurt me and he wasn't about to hurt me anymore, not that he would.

"Fuck. I missed this." He groaned in my neck as he kissed my soft spot. He started to suck on it making me moan out. He kissed all down my neck gently and touched the bruises lightly with fury in his eyes. Instead of saying anything, he kissed each one of them that were currently visible. When he was done, I wanted to be in control for once.

I pushed him back a little bit and flipped us over. My legs straddled him and I sat on top of his groin area making his eyes roll back in pleasure.

"You're sore and weak-" he started but I pulled my shirt off in protest causing him to shut up. His eyes widened and his hands instantly came out to touch me. His hands skimmed over my cuts and bruises. The ones that were a considerable amount bigger he touched so gently that it felt feathery. I never knew Payne was capable of such gentleness. He still pulled back and looked at me, shaking his head.

"I can't. You're injured and I don't want to hurt you." He whispered.

"I won't feel a thing as long as it's you touching me." I whispered kissing his neck and down his chest. My hands smoothed down his very defined chest as my lips attacked his.

His tongue asked for entrance and I granted it letting the kiss go further. My hands were reaching for his zipper as he grabbed them, flipping us over and pinning them above my head.

"God, you're beautiful." He groaned out, grinding on top of me. My hands desperately tried to grab his dark brown, wavy hair. He only smirked, biting his lip as he ground into me harder.

I moaned loudly as I wrapped my legs around his narrow hips allowing more feeling. He felt so good...all the time. Whether we were next to each other, holding hands, cuddling, kissing, it all felt to good to be with him in this way. I wouldn't want my life to be any other way.

"Let me touch you." I whine. He laughed and stopped kissing me to look into my dark, brown eyes. He scanned my battered body with desire and want.

"You're everything I want, Evangeline. Please don't leave me ever again." He said so quietly and in a vulnerable tone that I never want to hear on him ever again.

"I won't, Payne. Never again." I whispered, grabbing his face into my hands and having him look at me. "Kiss me." I said and smiled when he swallowed almost nervously as if he hadn't just been doing so.

His face came close to mine and I closed my eyes slowly when his lips touched mine softly. My hands came up and my fingers curled into his hair, pulling slightly. His rough hands slid all around my body caressing and gently grabbing in places that only he could touch. A gasp came out of me when he cupped me down below as his mouth worked it's way around my neck and upper breast area.

My hands grabbed at the soft cotton shirt he was wearing and I huffed out wanting to feel his skin. Pushing him back, I grabbed the bottom of his shirt then took it off.

In an instant, his mouth was back on mine in a sense of need and want. His hand moved back to my hips and tugged at my pants wanting them off desperately when he started to groan in frustration.