The Weight of Waiting[Part 4]-Take what I give you. Let me hear how good it feels (Patreon)

"Five years," he murmurs, his voice rough but no longer edged with anger. "Five fucking years I let slip through my fingers because I was too stubborn to admit I wanted you more than my next breath."

Erotic Narrative Storytelling ❤️‍🔥

Summary: In this continuation to [Part 3] of the same name, he admits he let his ex get in his head, his voice low and raw as he tells you he believed, for a moment, that he didn’t deserve you. His touch is tender but possessive as he traces your body, his words firm and unshakable: you’re his, and he’s not letting anything -or anyone - come between you again. He makes you acknowledge it, needing to hear that you understand, and your body answers before your words do.

He promises devotion with a rough edge, claiming you with certainty, telling you how deeply he intends to mark himself into your life, into your memory. Before the moment can settle, a sharp knock cuts through the air - she’s at the door, demanding to be let in. His possessiveness tightens, his warning clear and dangerous, but his focus never leaves you.

When she refuses to back down, he finally answers, anger barely contained. The exchange is brief and explosive. The door slams shut. He comes back to you immediately, desire still burning, pulling you into a fierce kiss and growling, “Where were we?” as the intensity between you ignites all over again.

Style: Narrative- Storytelling🎙, Cast: You, Him Setting: His bedroom, POV: Second Person (you), Tense: Present, Heat Level: Explicit🔥❤️