Page 60 of What Comes Around

She clenched around me. Or maybe she was trying to keep me out.

The thought only made me harder.

Her hands grabbed my forearm, nails digging into my sleeve. I released her mouth and straightened, both hands locking onto her hips to hold her firmly in place.

I was rutting into her like a damn animal. I could not stop myself.

So I stopped trying. I let that raw, instinctive side take over, the need drowning out everything else.

The room filled with the wet sounds of sex, with broken moans and rough breaths.

She was heat and tightness around me, and I was lost in it—lost in her. Holding her down. Driving into her harder, punishing her for making me want her this much.

When I glanced down, I saw faint streaks of blood on my cock. The sight sent something sharp and electric through my mind, the instinct in me roaring louder.

She was hot and tight around me. Mine. No one else’s. The thought hit deep, making my whole body shudder.

Pleasure surged too quickly, building faster than I could control. A rough groan tore from my chest as my body tensed and finally gave in. I gasped, shuddering as the release hit and I emptied myself into her before I could stop it.

Exhausted, I slumped over her, my breath coming in harsh, uneven pulls. My mind felt scorched and empty, stripped down to the raw aftermath of what had just happened. The only thing left was the shock of it, how completely I had lost control.

After a minute I forced myself upright, still breathing hard. She sagged slightly against the desk, unsteady, and I instinctively slipped an arm around her waist to steady her. She felt soft and shaken, her long blonde hair falling in a wild tangle around her shoulders. When she straightened, she tugged her skirt back into place and reached for her blouse, only to freeze when she realized every button had been torn off.

My thoughts felt hollowed out. I dragged a hand through my hair, trying to make sense of the last few minutes, but everything felt distant, like I was watching the scene from somewhere outside my own body. I had lost control. Completely. That had never happened to me before.

I moved on instinct, gathering scattered papers from the floor, setting the monitor back on the desk where it belonged. I didn’t even remember knocking it over. The room looked like a storm had passed through it, and maybe it had. Maybe I had.

When I noticed her heading for the door, holding her blouse closed with one hand, something tightened uncomfortably in my chest. I didn’t know what I was supposed to say. I didn’t know what she was thinking. For the first time in a long time, uncertainty hit me hard.

“You did want it, right?” I asked roughly. “I didn’t force you.”

The words came out sharper than I intended, edged with something I didn’t want to examine.

She cleared her throat and barely glanced at me. “Yep. All good.”

Then she walked out.

I sank back into my chair, staring at the Chicago skyline beyond the windows without really seeing it. My pulse was still uneven, my thoughts tangled with heat and disbelief.

What the hell had I just done.

And then the realization struck me like a blow.

Those videos couldn’t have been real. Not one of them.

She had been a virgin ten minutes ago.

Chapter 19: It Won’t Happen Again

The moment I stepped out of Knox’s office and the door clicked shut behind me, my legs nearly gave out. I caught myself against the wall, my breath uneven, my hands trembling so badly I had to curl them into fists to steady them.

I didn’t regret what had happened.

Not for a second.

But I was still in shock. I hadn’t expected it to unfold like that, not with that kind of intensity.

Knox had been in such a foul mood for the past few days that I had already been trying to figure out how to get back on his good side, even though I still had no idea what I had supposedly done wrong.