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He muffles my scream with his mouth before putting the gun right beside my head on the seat. I’m struggling to keep my eyes open from the pleasure but his voice in my ear brings me back to life.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, everyone in that house will know you’re mine.”
The sound of his zipper, the rip of the condom package, and an instant later he’s slamming into me, my wetness allowing him to slide home easily.
He fucks me relentlessly and each stroke holds no mercy on my body. When he slows down, it’s only to grab the gun and put it to my lips.
“Clean,” he orders in a barely controlled groan.
I stick my tongue out and let him rub the barrel of the gun against my tongue. I take the initiative to take it slightly deeper in my mouth and roll my tongue around it before he pulls it back out, a satisfied growl rumbling from his chest. His movements grow harsher, his hips hitting against my pelvis quicker. He pulls away slightly, taking a shaking breath to control himself. He’s still partly inside me and he now moves in shorter movements, rubbing the perfect spot rather than slamming inside me.
“Aah…” I cry out as he rolls his hips to the rhythm of mine. He stops for a couple of seconds before going all the way in again, it’s not fast but it’s hard. Hard enough to make me scream.
“You ready to come for me, Angel?”
I nod, my breathing too ragged to form any word. God, I was ready to come long ago.
“Good. Don’t.”
The pleas that go past my lips are incomprehensible. There are no actual words, only breathless moans that beg for release.
“You come when I say so.”
I nod again, hoping following his lead will grant me mercy. I can feel the beginning of uncontrollable electricity shooting from my lower belly and he must see it on my face because his dexterous fingers slip between us. I expect a flick, some rubbing, anything to help me. Instead, I get a harsh pinch on my clit. I cry out in pain. There was no pleasure in the gesture whatsoever and he knows it.
“I…I can’t hold it,” I breathe out.
His devilish grin doesn’t give me much hope. “But you are going to hold it a little longer. Unless you want me to stop right now?” A slow, languid roll of his hips warns me to listen.
“No, no. Please, don’t stop.”
He slams hard and my head hits the door. He lays over me, his forehead against mine, his lips close enough to be a delicious temptation. I lick my lips, begging him to take my mouth and he only smiles in return. I feel his hand on top of my head and realize he’s stopping me from repeatedly banging my head against the door. He pushes hard another time, and another. A pause, another…I have to bite my lip hard to bring some pain into the mix, anything to balance the pleasure that is attempting to force an orgasm out of me. I feel his breath against my ear and the words I was waiting for finally land.
“You can come.”
When I cry out his name, he pulls up and smiles down at me like he’s won a trophy. Like he knows something I don’t. A secret so well guarded, only he knows that it even exists. But when he curses as he comes, I smile back. Oh, we are both so deep into our insanity.
As soon as we’re back inside, I run to the bathroom. I spend long enough there to rinse between my legs but not long enough to get over the fact that I’m not wearing any underwear anymore.
I take another few minutes to rearrange my hair, my makeup, and send a text to Emily to ask where she is. She never replied to the previous one, I doubt she’ll reply to this one. I’m about to put my phone back in my purse when a text from Jake pops up.
Jake: Everything okay? You’ve been gone for ages.
I quickly type that I’m still freshening up but before I can hit send, another message pops up.
Jake: Did I go too far? The safety was on, I promise.
It’s scary to think that he doesn’t know in the heat of the moment if he is going too far or not. I know the need to control everything takes over him sometimes, and I know I’m the one he takes it out on. That’s how our relationship started after all.
The thing is, I liked it then and I still like it now. Technically, it’s wrong. But physically and emotionally it feels so damn right that I would be a liar if I replied that he went too far. To anyone else, he probably did. But to my fucked-up self? I loved every second of it. The fear, the anticipation, the panic that gets overtaken by sheer pleasure. I’ve never felt like that before and there’s only one person that can bring this to me. Only Jake.
Jamie: Honestly? … no.
I can almost hear his sigh of relief. I know he doesn’t want to repeat the same mistake he did with Camila. He doesn’t want to mold me into someone who likes it the way he does just to keep him. But he doesn’t have to mold me, our broken pieces already fit together perfectly.
Jamie: I’ll only be another minute.
I look at myself another time to make sure everything is fine and leave the bathroom. I’m about to walk the long hallway back to the living area when Emily replies to me, saying she’s in the backyard but leaving soon. I turn around and make my way to the Orangery leading to the backyard.
