Page 123 of Hurt Me Not
Just as I was going to let out a moan, Emerson’s other hand clapped over my mouth, muffling it.
“What was that?” Parker asked.
“Cleaning company,” she answered without missing a beat. “It’s getting a bit late, how about you send me the rest in an email tomorrow?”
She picked up her thrusts, the fake cock hitting a spot inside me that had me shaking against her.
“Sure thing. Have a good night, Emerson. Say hi to Pearl for me.”
“You too, Parker. I will.”
I looked over to make sure she hung up before letting out the scream that had been rising in my throat.
“That’s it, Pearl. You did so good. Let it out now.”
She pulled her hand away to hear my moans just as her words pushed me over. I came on the fake cock, her thrusts slowing to help me ride out my orgasm.
“Fucking perfect. How long have you been planning this?”
“Too long,” I forced out. “Thatnight, I was going to surprise you by showing up to your place like this. It was supposed to be an apology. To get you to take me back.”
Her thrusts slowed but never stopped. Her hand gripped my throat and forced me to stand flush against her.
“You never need to apologize to me. Never again, Pearl, okay?”
I nodded but couldn’t speak as heat coiled in my belly.
“I love you. My perfect Pearl.”
“I love you, my perfect Emerson.”
She let out a chuckle. Her hand left my throat to tweak my nipple through the thin lace.
“I’m far from perfect,” she said.
I wrapped an arm around her head, leaning mine to the side so she could kiss my neck.
“Perfect for me,” I amended. “Cracked, angry, sometimes a bit harsh, but I love every part of you.”
“How did I get so lucky?” she groaned against me, her hand traveling lower. I gasped when she got to my clit.
“Careful! You’ll never get rid of me if you keep this up.”
“Good,” she replied before she sank her teeth into my neck.
I melted into her, wanting for nothing. For the first time in my life, I felt perfectly at ease where I was. This was where I was meant to be.
All because my high school bully had been determined to make me hers.
Little did she know, I had the same idea.
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BREAK ME NOT
I was broken, chewed up, and spit out by my ex-husband.
I waited like a good mother until my daughter was out of school to file for divorce, but he still went berserk.
