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“You’re such a wet, quivering bundle of sexuality, you know that?” he says into my ear. “You feel so fucking good. The feel of this sweet, tight pussy, the sounds you make drive me wild. The taste of your tongue? I could spend all my time fucking you, baby. Fuck you any way you want me to as much as you want me to. You hear that? You don’t have to go without. Only I can make you feel like this, beautiful Chloe. I know what you want. I know how to fuck you properly. And you love every fucking minute of it. Don’t you?”
“Shut up,” I spit as I claw his back with both hands.
His mouth is on mine again and anger overtakes logic for me as I sink into sensation.
I let him take me into the eye of the tornado with him. Giving him my tongue. Clenching my inner muscles around him.
He groans. I clench harder. He rotates his hips. I tighten my legs, dig my nails in. His pace picks up even faster, even harder, and he’s panting. Panting hard, licking my throat, biting my earlobe, pinching my nipple, swallowing my cries. Doing all of this while pumping, pistoning, driving forward in delicious, powerful strokes.
“Fuck, you’re my good girl, you know that?” he asks huskily.
I’m angry. Angry that he’s crazy. Angry that he’s done so many things that I shouldn’t forgive him for. Maybe also a little mad that he’s this fucked up because it means I can’t have any of the things he’s promising me. And maybe some of them sound really, really good.
I come, in a big way, pink, white, orange, and green spots dancing behind my eyes in a swirled colorful haze as a series of loud whimpers escapes my mouth. Before I come all the way down, he turns to his back, bringing me with him, moving my hips back and forth so I can ride him.
My hair is plastered to my face, so I whip it back and our eyes meet. His hair is a mess, too; his dark eyes are full to the brim with sexual kryptonite as he bites his lower lip while moving me to and fro.
Boneless, I grab onto his shoulders and sort of melt as my orgasm starts to ebb. As I’m melting forward, into him, he pulls out and flips me to my belly, pressing me into the mattress as he slides back inside and slips his hand under my hip to again work my clit.
I chew the pillow, crying out while I wait for the rest of the orgasm to fade. But instead… it ramps up again.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck baby,” he grunts, kissing the back of my shoulder.
Finally, he groans long and melts into my back.
“Fuck, yeah. That was insanely good, wasn’t it?” He kisses my neck again.
Insane? Yep.
He dozes off. But I don’t. He’s holding me close, both of us on our sides facing one another. His steady breaths are a breeze on my forehead as I ponder things.
Finally, I slip out from under his arm and roll out of the bed before reaching to the floor to see if I can find my dress. I spy the fluffy pink housecoat on the back of the door, so I go get it on instead and go to the bathroom.
When I’m back, he’s still sound asleep, so I squat and reach into his suit pants and find his phone. It goes into my robe pocket as I tiptoe out of the room and downstairs to the kitchen where my purse sits on the island. I take it with me and go to the covered porch that’s accessible from the back hall where the laundry and powder rooms are. Closing the door behind myself, I call Adam.
He answers before it rings for a second time.
“Hello?”
“Adam?”
“Chloe?” He sounds shocked.
He thought Derek was phoning.
“Hey,” I whisper.
He holds the phone for a second before he says, “Are you okay?” His voice sounds choked.
“That’s why I’m calling you. I probably don’t have long to talk, but I got ahold of his phone and found the app attached to the cameras there and heard you and your brother talking for a half a minute, but you guys said something about your grandmother. Is she… is she sick? What’s wrong?”
He lets out a big breath and then speaks quickly. “I… my uncle was found dead in prison. She got that news in the car and had a heart attack and dropped on my parents’ lawn on the way in after church. They…uh… revived her, but … it was too long before they did and now she’s… the news isn’t good. She’s not gonna wake up. They’re giving us time to get everyone here and then they’ll turn off the life support.”
My heart clenches. “I’m so, so sorry.”
“I think he did it, Chloe. I think he took care of my uncle.”
I wince.
