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‘What was it supposed to be? Were we going to get married and tell sweet little stories of how we met over dinner? Oh yes, he broke into my house and fingered me while I slept? He spread fucking cum-hearts over my windows as I showered. You’re insane if you thought it could be anything other than a sordid little affair.’
With another shove, I stumbled out of the door, catching myself against a pillar as she slammed the door in my face.
Her keys were still in my pocket. I could let myself back in and try to make her see how much she meant to me.
I could plead my case.
My gloves grazed the door handle as I sighed.
No.
She had never been mine.
Would never be mine.
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
KATIE
My first instinct was to call someone to rant about Mac. As I’d lay there beneath him, the compulsion came over me to rip off his mask and finally figure out who the man was that had been driving me insane with lust.
Jet’s of pure rage had mingled with the powerful orgasm I’d had while he continued to thrust into my ass, the anger making me come even harder. But once the moment had passed, I had to face up to the reality of the situation.
All along, he’d known who I was while hiding his own identity from me. All those months I’d thought he’d hated me, always glaring, barely talking. Instead, he’d been. What? Planning to break into my home and use his wicked tongue to split up my boyfriend and me?
I flicked through my phone, my fingers hovering over Macey’s name. She’d be mad that I hadn’t confided in her, and disappointed I’d been such a monumental idiot. Cameron and Maeve were in no way an option, either. Cameron would have me surrounded by his men twenty-four seven and likely try to have Mac castrated.
Maybe that wouldn’t be a bad idea.
Even as I raged at him, there was a small part of me that still craved his touch. His cum still leaked from me as I paced my kitchen, still wrapped in his shirt. Despite the dirty, deviant things he’d had me eager to do, he’d never stopped telling me how much I mattered. Or how much better I deserved.
It was wrong. Twisted.
In his own way, he’d been trying to help.
Without his pushing, I might have turned a blind eye to seeing Tommy with that girl straddling his ears. I had ignored his cheating before.
Pulling up the text from the unknown number, I punched in a message as I let the shower run, needing to clean the night from me. If I hadn’t unmasked him, he’d likely have cleaned me up and tucked me in his arms, leaving me feeling sated rather than abandoned.
Why didn’t you just tell me you liked me? Why all the lies?
His response came a few minutes later, my phone buzzing sharply on the side of the sink.
You were too lost in him. I had to find a way through your haze.
It wasn’t your place.
I don’t care. I missed the Katie I met. The ray of sunshine with the eyes that glittered every time you spoke.
I looked up at myself in the mirror, my face thin and pale, looking back at me. My hair felt lack-lustre as I slid a lock through my fingers. Had I changed so much since Mac had met me?
Throwing my phone into a pile of towels, I tore off Mac’s shirt and got into the shower, letting the water wash off all of his touches. Suds dripped down my body as I scrubbed at my hair, letting salty tears mingle with the drops on my face.
Alone.
I was alone again.
Tommy’s toxic love was gone, and so was Mac’s sordid attention. I’d alienated my family and barely saw my friends. I had nothing but my big empty house and memories of the bliss Mac had thrust into me at last, giving me one night of forgetting everything and taming me beneath his huge dick.
