Page 28 of Betraying Him
I line myself up and thrust forward sharply. Her cries are muffled by the brick against her face, and I can’t help the low growl that escapes my throat. Jesus, she’s so goddamn tight it’s like her pussy is holding my dick in a vice grip.
So wet and warm and goddamn perfect. Only it’s not perfect, because it’sher,the one person I should be staying away from. The girl who ruined everything.
That thought has my mood changing.
Pulling back, I give her a second before slamming back inside. I’m not soft, and I’m not gentle. I’m not nice, and I’m not sweet. I’m ruthless, completely possessed with the need to own her, to destroy her. I’m chasing my pleasure and my pleasure alone. Her cries turn to moans, and that only pisses me off more, making me pick up speed and fuck into her until I’m not sure where I end, and she begins.
There’s no more talking, no more taunts. It’s fast and dirty, but it feels so damn good that as soon as I feel her tightening around me, I can’t stop the bellow that leaves me as I empty inside her.
Goddammit, this was not the plan.
I pull out, letting my cum drip down her thighs and curse my own stupidity for not wearing a condom—just another thing for me to fucking hate myself for.
As if she knows exactly where my mind has gone, she whispers, “I’m clean, and on the pill. You don’t need to freak out about getting me pregnant or catching something.”
I just grunt in reply, not knowing what else to say as I step back and tuck myself away. It’s only when I’m pulling up my jeans while she pulls up her leggings, I notice the blood on my dick.
I fucked her hard, but not hard enough to…
Oh, Jesus fuck!
“You were a virgin?” I ask incredulously, and she just huffs, making me lift my head to look at her.
Her hair is wild, her eyes puffy and blown out. She looks good for someone that was just fucked for the first time against a wall in an alley. I narrow my eyes when I spot something on her cheek and swallow the lump in my throat when I realize she must have scraped it against the brick.
“You look so pretty when you’ve been wrecked by me,” I mutter when she doesn’t grace me with a response.
The silence lasts so long it becomes awkward, and I shove my hands in my pockets just to give me something to do. I tilt my head towards her building. “You should head in.”
She swallows thickly and nods once before leaving, and this time, it’s her who doesn’t look back.
And I’m not sure what to think about it.
The one thing I do know is that I’m a goddamn liar, because there’s no way in hell I’ll be able to stay away from her again. Not after tonight.
NINETEEN
SAVANNAH
I stripdown and step into the warm shower, my body sore, but not in a bad way.
A smile tilts my lips, and I let out a breathy laugh.
Fuck, that really just happened.
I had sex with Harley.
It’s been something I’ve been waiting for, for what feels like years, and I was getting to the point where I thought it would never happen.
I should probably hate Harley, but I don’t.
He might hate me, but I can’t say the same about him.
I should.
I really, really should.
He chased me down, pinned me against a wall, and took my virginity.
