Was that why Claire was letting her see her face so open and
unguarded? Because this was the last time she was going to
allow herself to do this?
“Claire,” Haley panted. She couldn’t stop her hips from
moving. Claire could have pushed inside, crooked her fingers,
and hit that spot deep inside Haley that would have thrown her
off the cliff, straight into an intense climax, but she didn’t. She
wasn’t going to make it easy. “Claire, please let me touch you.
Let’s go somewhere. Your room.”
Claire laughed, and this time, it wasn’t a pleasant sound.
Haley snapped her eyes back to Claire’s face and she could see
her shutting down. “You want me to lick your pussy, punish
your ass, and fill you with a toy again, my dirty girl?”
“No.” Haley’s voice was unrecognizable. Yes. Yes, dear
God, yes. “I want to be naked. Together. I want to make you
come. I want to pleasure you.”
Claire actually looked sad for a fleeting second. “You have
no idea how to do that. How to give the kind of pain I like.
You couldn’t come touching your body. I can’t come without
pain.”
She bit down on her lip right away, as if she hadn’t meant to
say that. As if she was trapping the rest of the words inside her
so that they wouldn’t spill out. Dangerous words because they
were far too revealing. She wasn’t just masking her face, she
was masking her heart. What had happened to wound her so
badly? It couldn’t have been what happened with the
restaurant all those year ago. There had to be something else.
Someone who had destroyed Claire.
Haley doubted very much that she could start to reassemble
the pieces of a person she didn’t understand, but she wanted to