No.
Fuck.
“Do it.”
“No.” I try to plead with her one more time, if she tells me again to do it I won’t be able to hold back. “You could get hurt.”
“I trust you won’t hurt me.” She lifts her hips again. “Now do it.”
She won’t like it.
She won’t.
But maybe she will.
She did ask for it.
I don’t want to hurt her.
But maybe she’ll like pain like I do.
Fuck it.
I thrust into her hard. Not giving her time to catch her breath I move quickly.
“Julian.” She groans. I grab her throat. “Mmmm, fuck.” Her pussy clenches around me, it never takes her long to explode. “Julian.” She gasps.
My hand tightens around her pretty little neck, she wantedme to lose control.
So lose control I shall.
“Julian.” My vision blurs as I slam into her repeatedly.
“Julian.” Her body starts to shake. She must be close.
“Julian.” She wheezes. Her hand comes up and connects with my cheek. “You crazy bastard, get off me.” She coughs.
I jumpoff the bed, confused about what the hell just happened.
“I told you to lose control. Not fucking kill me you psycho.” She screams as she puts her clothes back on. “We’re over.” I notice the bruises forming on her neck. “Do you understand Julian? We are done. Don’t call me again.”
I wake up with sweat dripping down my face,fuck, why did I have to dream of that tonight?Did seeing the bruise on Natalies neck bring the memory back? I’ve not thought of Jaz in years. I was nineteen then and it’s haunted me ever since. I don’t even know what happened. I kind of blacked out.
Never again.
I can never go near someone I love again like that.
I’ll keep her safe from an emotional distance. I can’t sleep beside Natalie again.
I would hate to lose all control and hurt her.
Looking down at the woman tucked against my chest. I make an internal vow to keep her safe - even though it kills me at the thought I can never be intimate with her.
Ever.
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