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Small hands run up and down my back, like she’s trying to soothe me, take away the pain she caused. But it isn’t my back that needs stroking.
With jerky movements, I yank open my belt and shrug my jacket to the floor. Bell does the same with her blazer, then reaches for the zipper on the side of her skirt. I bat her hands away, too impatient to wait.
I kneel, reach under her skirt, and rip her panties down her legs before standing once more and hiking her leg around my waist. She groans, pumping her hips, our urgent need for each other overriding common sense.
How? How is it still like this? How is it that my need for her just grows no matter how many times and ways I have her? No matter how long we stay away. How does it feel like she has me?
“Now,” she demands. “I need…”
“What do you need, baby?” I bite her nipple through her shirt, and my hands squeeze fistfuls of her ass.
Her eyes lock with mine. “You. Please.” She’s begging, desperation coating her voice.
Good. The vindictive side of me hopes she feels half of what I felt when I woke up alone last Monday. The rest of me just wants her to want me as much as I want her.
I grind her down on my thigh again and again.
She bites her lip to keep from crying out. Even so, her whimpers echo in the room.
My dick practically jumps out of my pants when I unzip. In one motion, Bell tilts her ass up, and I slam inside her.
“Yes,” she moans, circling her hips against me. “I need it.”
I’ll be damned if I don’t give the lady exactly what she needs. I pull back only to slam inside, over and over again. She grabs fistfuls of my shirt every time I pound home.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” she chants quietly in my ear, and I feel her walls flutter around me. “I’m going to—” Mouth open in a silent scream, her body stiffens, and her pussy pulls me deeper inside. I never stop, pounding through her orgasm, drawing it out. When her legs fall limp at my sides, I ground my pelvis against her clit, lighting up aftershocks inside her. She mewls in contentment, happy with what I gave her. But I want to give her more. Give her everything.
I pull out and turn her around, not giving her time to mourn the loss of my cock before I hitch her ass up and thrust back inside, my balls smacking her clit.
“Holy—” Her words are cut off when one of my hands wraps around her hair and pulls, turning her head and bowing her back. Keeping her where I want her. Where I can see her profile as another orgasm washes over her. Where she can see mine when I finally let go and let her have me.
All of me.
“Chase.” A soft sob. It only makes me harder, rougher.
This is what she’s needed, what we’ve needed, what she’s denied us. Why can’t she see that? Why aren’t I enough?
Not able to hold back any longer, I grab her under her arms, pulling her back up against my chest. Hooking my hands around her shoulders, I ram up into her, as close as I can, burrowing inside her until my cock throbs out in release.
Once, twice, I grunt like an animal, trying to claim her from inside.
Finally, both of us having no more to give, we collapse. Side by side, we lie on the floor, in the very spot where I hid from my parents. Where I wondered why I wasn’t good enough to be treated like Thomas by our father.
“Stay.” I’m aware I’m begging. That I’ve said these same words before to no avail. But like an idiot, I say them again, hoping for a different outcome.
Bell’s head, resting against my chest, looks up. Her face is flushed, her eyes molten chocolate. A lazy smile lights up her face, and for a moment, I think I might get what I want. Her.
“Campbell?” Chris’s voice, distant through the doorway, calls out. “Campbell, you in there?”
In the blink of an eye, her expression turns frightened. She moves to cover herself, frantic. I still her with one hand and place my finger over my lips with the other. Neither of us wants to be found like this.
“I’m sure she and Chase are quite… busy.” Denise’s condescension and implication are clear, even with the door between us. That woman’s a menace. There’s a bit of murmuring back and forth before the sound of retreating footsteps.
Bell waits a beat more before pulling away. “I have to go to work.” Her voice is flat and distant. Immediately, I know our time in my secret hiding place changed nothing. If anything, I feel even farther away from her than I have been this past week.
“Fuck work right now.” I’m a sadist. I have to be. It’s the only reason I can think of that I’m pushing this right now. Pushing her. “It doesn’t matter.” Even I know I’m lying. Both of us need Moore’s to be successful. I just don’t know what else to say to make her realize that we matter just as much. No. More.
“We can’t… we just can’t do this. Not anymore. It’s not smart.” Shuffling on her hands and knees, she grabs her panties off the floor. They’re ripped and useless.
