She whimpers and I kiss her lips softer. “Don’t stop,” I whisper hoarsely against her mouth. “Scratch me. Hurt me. Let all your pain out on me.”
And she does. The harder I fuck her, the more she digs her nails into me and bites my shoulder and neck. The pain does nothing but turn me on even more, my head reeling with such euphoria that I feel dizzy and utterly lost in her. I want the world to stop right now in this moment, with my cock buried in this broken girl who is tied to me in our united, twisted devastation.
She climaxes wildly, thrashing beneath me, nails grating into my ass, screaming everything except for my name, because she doesn’t know it yet. I hold out until she’s panting for breath, and then I move in and out of her slowly, deliberately, deeply, inch by inch, savoring every tight, wet part of her until I explode.
She starts to tremble and cry as her orgasm fades and I pull out of her, quickly pulling the condom off and throwing it in the small bin next to the bed. Rolling onto my side, I gently put an arm around her.
“It’s okay.” I soothe, pulling the comforter up to cover her.
“I’m sorry … I’m just so tired, and I haven’t slept in so long …” She covers her face with her hands. “I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m so fucking scared.”
“Stay right here.”
I pull my jeans on and go into the bathroom, rummaging in the medicine cabinet until I find what I’m looking for. I grab her some water from the kitchen and head back to the bedroom, sitting on the bed next to her and holding the pill and water out to her.
“What is it?” she asks, warily.
“It’s just a valium. It will help you sleep.”
“Here?”
“Do you need to go home?”
She shakes her head while twisting her wedding band around her finger. “No. There’s nothing there. I hate being there. He’s everywhere.”
“Then take it and let yourself sleep as long as you want. Okay?”
She looks at me with narrowed eyes. “Are you sure?”
“Yes. Trust me, I’ve had a lot of sleepless nights. You’ll feel better if you get some rest. I’ll be right out in the living room with the cat.”
She shrugs, pops the pill in her mouth and swallows it with some water while eying me over the bottle, then falls back onto the pillow and looks at me with a dazed expression on her face. “I have no idea who you are or what the hell just happened. I don’t do things like that. Ever. I don’t know what’s happening to me.”
Grinning, I pull the comforter up around her, much like I used to do with Katie. “Neither do I, for what it’s worth. Now sleep.”
Tabitha
The sun shining on my face wakes me. I sit up groggily and look out the window at the lake. It’s pretty here, and peaceful. Almost serene. I quickly glance around the room that I slept in. Vaulted ceilings with raw wooden beams, hardwood floors with thick area rugs, cherry-wood furniture … a huge stone electric fireplace takes up one corner of the room. Everything looks rustic and expensive, and out of place for the guy who claims to live here. Heat rushes between my legs as memories of him flip through my mind like a slow-motion movie. He is like no one I have ever met before. His voice, so deep. Sexy, but soothing. That amazing long black hair. The smudged dirt on his face and hands. Muscles like a wrestler, and all those tattoos. I swear his eyes were black as the ace of spades.