Page 69 of Waiting for Acceptance (Nashville Nights #5)

FITZ

I wake up to the sound of my alarm echoing in my head so loudly; I know I had to have finish the bottle of scotch I opened last night.

I told myself I would do this right, that I would finally leave her alone, get things squared away here, then go back to Nashville to talk to her in person, but when I got home last night and I saw her key sitting on the counter, I lost the last sliver of composure I’d barely been hanging onto.

I know that I called her last night, but I can’t remember if she answered or not.

I’m just glad I don’t have any texts this morning telling me to leave her alone.

I look at the clock and see that I have about thirty minutes before I need to be at the office when I hear a knock at my door.

Please tell me I ordered coffee in my sleep and didn't remember.

I swing the door open and my knees almost give out on me when I see my girl, standing right in front of me with a suitcase in hand and a nervous look on her face.

“Lauren, what are you doing here?” I see the pain so clearly in her features and I wish more than anything I could just take it away.

“Um… I just… I got your message last night and it kind of worried me. You didn’t sound like yourself and you just kept saying you needed to see me. I wasn’t sure if—um, I can just go. This was a mistake. I’m so sorry.” She turns to walk away but I grab her arm, making her stop.

“You came?” My voice cracks and a small, sad smile pulls at the corner of her lips as she shrugs.

“You called.”

My hands grip either side of her face and my lips come crashing down on hers with a need I’ve never felt before in my life. When her arms wrap around my waist I feel like, even if just for a moment, everything is okay.

“I shouldn’t be here,” she whispers against my lips, but I shake my head in disagreement.

“You’re exactly where you need to be.” I pick her up by her thighs, kicking the door shut behind us, leaving her suitcase outside as I carry her to my bedroom and lay her down on my bed.

“Vince, I really didn’t come here for this.” I stop and look at her in confusion.

“Then why did you come?” My heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest as I see her pulling back. The walls she used to put up with me, slowly getting higher.

“I just…wanted to check on you.”

“And that’s it?” Her tear filled eyes meet mine when I snap the words out.

“I don’t know,” she whispers, confusion washing over her face. I take a chance and start to undress her, knowing she’ll tell me to stop if this really isn’t what she wants. But fuck it, I miss her and I need to show her just how much.

I slide her shorts down her legs, pulling her panties off with them, then reach for the hem of her sweatshirt, and when her arms raise, the hope deep within my chest skyrockets.

I pull the sweatshirt off and just the sight of her naked body in my bed has me hard.

I grab her chin and tilt her head back, bending down to kiss her.

The tiniest moan escapes from her throat and I caress her breast, feeling her tight nipple between my fingers.

Releasing her chin, I drop my sweatpants and fist my cock, watching her tongue wet her lips as if on instinct.

I lay her down, sliding my fingers between her legs to see if she’s wet enough for me, pleased to find that she is.

I climb over her on the bed, taking my time to appreciate seeing her hair fanned out over my sheets again.

I slide between her legs, looking straight into those baby blue eyes I’m so obsessed with, when she spreads her legs further to let me in.

I pump into her slowly, my body entering a euphoric state as I sink into her over and over again.

Her eyes water and her hands slowly caress my biceps as her legs wrap around me.

“I missed you so fucking much, baby.” I lean down and kiss her, seeing one single tear fall from the corner of her eye when I look back down at her.

“I missed you too,” she whispers. Her words light a fire inside me.

“Don’t leave me again.”

“Vince.” I know she’s about to argue with me, but I’m not taking no for an answer. I lean down and take her lips in mine, claiming her with my tongue while my cock sinks so deep inside of her she moans into my mouth.

“Do. Not. Leave. Me. Again,” I say with every punishing thrust. “Do I need to remind you where you belong, Trouble?”

“Maybe you do.” I pull out of her, hearing her whimper from the rapid loss. I walk over to where my suit is hanging for today, yanking the tie from around the hanger before I make my way back over to the bed. That fire I missed so much is back in her eyes.

“Hands out in front of you.” She holds her wrists out, and I work the tie around them, tightening it before wrapping it around one of the rails on the footboard of my bed, putting her in the doggy style position.

“What’s your safe word?”

“Dancing.” I smile, remembering the night we first established it.

I move behind her on the bed, loving the view of her ass and soaking wet pussy.

I slide back inside of her with ease, pulling her back until there’s resistance on her restraints.

Her knees part, allowing me to hit deeper and I groan at the sensation.

I slap her ass, feeling her walls tighten around me as she gasps.

“Why did you leave me, Trouble?” I grab both of her hips, unrelenting as I fuck her from behind.

“Vince, please.”

I slap her ass again. “Why?”

“Because!” she screams out when I hit that sweet spot—so I hit it again.

I lean forward and grab her neck, pulling her head back towards me. “Because why?” I growl in her ear, thrusting into her once more time.

“Because… I love you!” I release her neck, leaning back to slap her ass one more time before I pull out and flip her on her back, the tie tightening with her new position. I spread her legs, sliding back inside of her before pulling her thigh up on my hip, wanting to be as close to her as possible.

“Then promise you won’t leave me again. If you love me as much as I love you, then don’t make me live without you, baby.”

“D…D?—”

Don’t say it.

I thrust into her harder, making her scream out in pleasure when her orgasm hits her. Pleasure creeps up my spine as her walls tighten around me, her cum covering my cock and I find my release at the same moment my entire world crumbles.

“Dancing.” I look down to see tears falling freely out of her eyes.

“No,” I whisper, and she turns her head away from me, squeezing her eyes shut. I untie her hands and cup her cheek, turning her face towards mine.

“You want this to end, Trouble?” She pulls her bottom lip in with her teeth, silencing her cries as she shakes her head no.

“I want you to get everything you deserve in life, Vince. I can’t be the thing to stand in the way of that.” She leans into my touch and I know in my heart I haven’t lost her.

“Then I need you to do something for me.”

She nods. “Anything.”

“Marry me.”