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I moaned, and fisted his hair as his finger slid into my ass. The sensation was…good.
So good.
My reaction must have excited him because his movements sped up. He pushed my back against the wall behind me so I couldn’t move. All I could do was take his dick as it slammed in and out of me, each stroke so deep it felt like it was butting up against my womb.
“More,” I whispered, and he nipped at my bottom lip.
“Every day, sunshine. Every day this pussy’s going to be mine.”
I was lust drunk, about to orgasm again, and in no shape to argue with him.
His cock’s pounding pace was punctuated by his growls and my soft cries…and was it possible for a moment to last forever?
Because if there was any moment I would want to last, it would be this.
It would be him surrounding me.
It was maybe the first time I’d ever truly felt safe. Truly felt wanted…seen. In my life.
“Come one more time for me, baby,” he pleaded, as if his world depended on it.
I couldn’t help but listen.
The flutter started. Building. Spreading. Until I was falling, not sure where I ended and he began.
He shuddered violently against me as he came with a long growl, his cum filling me until it was dripping down my thighs.
The afterglow stretched on.
And then it was gone.
And I was standing in a closet, with his cum inside of me.
And my boyfriend was nowhere to be found.
Words from the past shot through my head.
"How could you do this to me? To us?" my father had cried.
My mother was a cheater too. The reason our perfect family fell apart.
And here I was, just like her.
Hurting a good man who had done nothing but love me.
Even when I didn’t deserve it.
“No,” Ari’s sharp words shot through me. “You’re not going to regret this. You’re not going to regretus.”
“I have a boyfriend,” I whispered as he pulled out, and I flinched because of how fuckingemptyI felt. “I’m a cheater. A whore—”
“Don’t you dare fucking call yourself that,” he snapped, grabbing my chin and forcing my eyes to his.
‘What if I told you, you were always supposed to be with me? What if I told you that we were always meant to be together? What if I told youhewas in the wrong for taking you from me!”
“Then I would try not to call you a liar,” I muttered, dark self loathing hitting me when he winced like I’d slapped him.
He opened his mouth, and then closed it, like I didn’t deserve the words he wanted to give me.
