I spread my legs as wide as they would go, reveling in how deep he went. Yes, God, please.
“More,” I begged. “Harder, Will.”
I held on to him, and he groaned, sucking in air as he rolled his hips into me and fucked me.
God, I…
Sweat se
eped out of my pores, and I opened my eyes, gazing up at his beautiful face and the sheen on his chest, all for me.
Reaching behind him, I slipped my hands inside his trousers, digging my nails into his ass and helping him come faster and harder.
You’re gonna want it.
I already do.
You’re gonna beg for me and love me so much you can’t stand it.
I…
“Will, I…” I gasped, feeling my orgasm crest and holding him as close as I could, but it was never enough. “Will, I...”
“Will, what?” he pressed.
But I squeezed my eyes shut, his head deep inside me hitting my spot over and over, and I cried out as the orgasm flooded me, the world spun around me, and my body wracked with euphoria and shivers.
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck…
Oh, My God. I…
I crashed back onto the seat, and he wiped the hair off my wet face, thrusting into me again and again.
“What?” he asked again, wanting to know what I was going to say.
But I opened my eyes, unable to remember what it was.
I took his mouth with mine and hugged him close as he rode out his own orgasm, as tears hung at the corners of my eyes.
He wanted to give me a piece of him I’d never escape, but he had a part of me I’d never get back.
This would never be as good with anyone else. I was fucked, and he’d already had his revenge.
Emory
Present
Three knocks hit the door, and I popped my head up, slamming the drawer closed in my bedroom.
I’d already been awake for twenty minutes, scouring the closet and drawers, but there were no clothes in here. And the temperature outside was dropping by the day.
Walking to the door, I leaned my ear in. “Who is it?”
The sun was just rising, although the clouds were brewing a storm. I thought I was the only one up this early.
“It’s Rory.”
My heart stopped for a second, and I straightened, staring at the handle.