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“Wai—”
My single word is cut short by his lips crashing against mine. He doesn’t even wait for my mouth to accept his tongue. He doesn’t wait for my go-ahead. He grabs my waist and lifts me up as he pulls down his lacrosse shorts. We’re both sweaty from our games, my muscles ache from running around the field. But I still wrap my legs around his hips. I still intertwine my tongue with his in a consuming kiss.
My need for him wets my underwear and I moan when he rubs his hard dick against the shorts of my skort. He pushes the shorts and my underwear to the side and slides two fingers in my swollen pussy.
I gasp a whimper and he slams a hand against my mouth at the same time as my back crashes against the wall.
“Ssh,” he chuckles. “The lock is on the outside, anyone could come in.”
The fear adds to my neediness. So what if someone comes in? Let them see how much I love being owned by Jake. Let them see how wet I get when he curls his fingers inside me. Let them hear me scream his name in devotion.
When Jake fucks me, he becomes the king of my pleasure.
And I’m his loyal subject begging for his grace.
He struggles to slide his dick against the tight skort and curses under his breath. I giggle against his hand, and he freezes.
“Don’t,” he snaps. “Don’t…don’t giggle. Don’t show me how fucking happy we could be.”
He’s fuming. I try to push his hand off, but he pushes back harder. My head hits the wall behind me and I wince.
“We wouldn’t be happy, Jamie. We would be miserable.” He enters me slowly, making me moan against his hand. “I’d hurt you, I’d take everything from you.”
Once he’s slowly settled inside me and I feel my pussy tightening around him, he gives me harsh, strong thrusts.
“I’d take all the control,” he growls against my ear as he thrusts again.
“I’d take your freedom.” Thrust.
“I’d keep you to myself.” Thrust. “I’d be the selfish bastard you hate so much.”
Every thrust makes me hit against the wall. It makes the shelves rattle, it makes some cleaning products fall to the floor. But the loudest thing is how hard I’m moaning. How desperate I am to scream for him, to tell him that I’m dying to be his.
“You’d hate it, you’d be nothing and I’d be your everything.”
He accelerates, making all my muscles tighten and sending heat from my toes to my heart. Said heart drops in my stomach and I come from his words and harsh movements.
I want to scream for him, but he doesn’t let me. My breathing is so ragged, my nostrils flared from trying to bring air to my lungs. I’m a sweaty mess, tight around him. My orgasm wrecks everything in me, and he still doesn’t stop.
“I would kill anyone who looks at you, Jamie. I wouldhurtyou for what you did with Nate. I’d hurt you, so.” Thrust. “Fucking.”
I whimper loudly at the pain that comes from the next thrusts. He’s reckless with my body, punishing it for all the things he wishes we had, and we’ll never have.
“Bad.” He groans as he freezes against me. He picks up slowly again, but I can already feel his seed escaping me.
He comes out of me and holds me tight while I unwrap my stiff legs from around him. He waits until my feet are securely touching the floor and makes sure I’m balanced before letting me go.
He looks down at me, putting strands of hair behind my ears when he talks again. “You’d hate it…right?”
I nod.
Only because I know I have to. Only because I’m meant to hate him after everything he’s done.
But no. I would not hate it.
“Good,” he concludes.
He leaves me without a look back. All this effort to open up to me…and nothing.
