couldn’t deny with my cock planted in her. Seeing it made my soul come alive.
My climax rushed to the surface. I slammed deep, my cock throbbed as long jets of come pulsed.
“So fucking good,” I grunted as my orgasm flowed through me.
A moan slipped past her lips, her pussy clutched tighter, milking the last of my come, and I froze.
Phenomenal.
The pleasure hadn’t even waned when guilt encroached. When it waxed, a sick feeling took over.
What the fuck had I done?
My answer was obvious, considering my still-hard cock was planted inside her. I’d mauled her. Finger-fucked her. Ripped her shirt, torn her panties, and fucked her on the vanity in her renovated bathroom. Through all of that, I’d been rough. Hadley didn’t need rough, she needed gentle. Something I knew I didn’t have in me and certainly didn’t have any fucking control over when I was near all that was Hadley.
She turned me into a savage. Need-driven and powerless to manage my addiction.
“Brady?”
Fuck.
I let go of her thigh, my hand in her hair loosened, and I watched in horror as the haze in her eyes started to clear and the tentative look crept back in.
I was a supreme asshole.
I lowered my gaze because I couldn’t stand to see the look in her eyes, knowing what was going to come next would turn tentative into wounded. But I was going to do it anyway.
Only, looking down as I pulled out of her was no better. Seeing my cock slide out with our combined juices leaking out of her, my gut tightened.
My bare cock.
Bare.
Christ.
I tipped my gaze up and I was right—tentative had turned wounded and I hadn’t even fucked her over yet. Or I had, she just didn’t know it.
“Fucked up, Hadley. Took you without a condom and blew inside of you.”
Her face closed down, her mouth got tight, and she muttered, “I’m on the pill.”
I should’ve been elated that she was protected from my seed taking root. Protected from me and my fucked-up life. But I wasn’t. I was pissed as fuck. Everything inside of me rebelled over all the reasons why she was on birth control. The mere thought of her taking another man inside of her beautiful body made me homicidal. She’d never actually be mine but that didn’t mean I hadn’t claimed her all the same.
Totally irrational. Unhealthy. Obsessive.
But there it was.
Not that I’d tell her that.
“Good.”
I forced myself to take another step back, which meant Hadley had no choice but to unwrap her legs. The sight of her made both my cock twitch and my stomach roil.
Ravaged. There was no other word. Blouse hanging open, tits trussed up, skirt bunched around her waist, panties destroyed, heels still on, and my come leaking from her pussy. All of that sexy to such an extreme I wanted to fuck her again. At the same time, I wanted to fall to my knees and weep at what I’d done to her.
“Fuck, Hadley, I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t,” she bit out. She closed her eyes but not her legs and I couldn’t stop staring.
There was something so raw, so beautiful, so barbaric, seeing my woman laid out before me knowing that I’d put her in that state. That she’d lost control, that she’d been fully with me every step and gotten off, laid herself bare for me, let me see all of her. Dangerous thoughts—she wasn’t my woman. She was just a woman who meant everything to me.
Before I could do anything else stupid like scoop her up and take her to a bed so I could fuck her again, I yanked my pants up, zipped them, and tagged my shirt off the floor.
“Here.” I offered her my shirt and her eyes squinted.
She made no move to take it as she slid off the vanity. The sound of her heels hitting the tile echoed in the small room. My hand went to steady her as she swayed. But when her eyes narrowed more, I dropped my hand.
As fast as she could, she righted her torn skirt and her bra, leaving her blouse hanging open. I glanced down at the tile and shards of remorse cut deep as I took in the buttons.
Fuck.
My attention went back to her as she grabbed her panties off the counter. Heels clicked as she walked to the small trash can and tossed them in.
Fuck.
Without a word, she pushed past me and out the door.
Double fuck.
I drew in a breath that did nothing to calm the ache in my