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I shook him off, holding up both hands to show that I was finished. After placing the broken bottle neck on the patio table, I grabbed Athena by the hand and dragged her toward the house.

Nobody was stupid enough to follow. We disappeared alone into the house, leaving the chaos behind in the yard. I dragged her through the kitchen and into the living room toward the washroom on the main floor.

“What is wrong with you?” she hissed. “Why are you being such a possessive asshole?”

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Why else would you have put on that little performance in front of me?” I shoved her into the washroom before following her in and locking the door behind me.

She pressed herself against the far wall as much as the small room would allow. “I did no such thing. Why are you pretending you care? You didn’t even acknowledge me until you saw me flirt with someone else.”

Placing a hand on either side of her head, I trapped her with my body. “So then you did do it to get my attention. Just as I thought.”

“You are so full of yourself. And for the record, I am not your girl. Don’t tell people that I am.” Athena did her best to look me right in the eye and stand her ground. Never backing down. Just the way I liked her.

“You are whatever I want you to be until I’m done with you. You still owe me.” Overwhelmed by the fury still riding me, I jerked her away from the wall, shoving her against the sink.

Stepping up behind her, I met her wide-eyed stare through the mirror. Watching her face as I lifted her skirt, jerking her panties to one side. She gasped yet made no effort to stop me. Shoving my pants down, I thrust into her in one fast stroke.

The sound of voices in the kitchen reached us beyond the door. I placed a hand over Athena’s mouth to muffle the noises she would inevitably make. Nothing was stopping me from fucking her until she knew exactly who she belonged to.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

ATHENA

Even with Damon’s hand covering my mouth, I found it almost impossible to keep quiet. Moans and whimpers bubbled up in my throat, finding their way out between his fingers. I gripped the counter so tight my hands ached.

This was not what I had expected when I came here tonight. Even when I saw him, I never imagined we would end up here. Fucking in Codie’s main floor bathroom.

Our eyes were locked together through the mirror. Damon watched me intently as he fucked me from behind. Powerful thrusts that kept me pinned against the counter, digging into my abdomen from the force.

Of course he knew that I’d been playing with him all along. I didn’t care about the guy outside, although I felt terrible that Damon had hurt him because of me. He hadn’t deserved that. Not for a moment had I expected Damon to snap. His unpredictability proved both exciting and terrifying.

Now he had me locked in a bathroom while he railed me like a madman. I couldn’t help but fucking love it. His wildness set free a part of me I hadn’t realized had been trapped. As if his give no shit attitude allowed me to feel the same. There was something so refreshing about this sensation.

There was no disguising the sound of our bodies slapping together. Anyone who came to the door would know exactly what was going on in here. If he hadn’t currently been inside me, I would’ve been embarrassed at the thought. Right then I never wanted it to end.

When my knees began to shake in an effort to stay upright, Damon withdrew long enough to spin me around. He lifted me up onto the counter, stepping between my thighs as he entered me again.

This time we were face to face. Unbearably close. The intimacy of our position left me spun, forcing myself to meet his eyes even though I wanted to look away. To keep him from seeing inside me. Having him claim such ownership of my body made me fear that he would somehow break down the walls I used to keep him from getting too close. There was no way I could ever love a man like Damon Price.

As he moved between my legs, he slid a hand up my neck to tightly clutch my chin. Holding me with a firm hand as he brought his lips to mine. Our tongues meeting in a devilish dance. There was no seizing control from Damon no matter how hard I tried. He seemed to always be a step ahead of me, anticipating my every move.

Like he was inside my head, he seemed to sense the rise of my orgasm. Rolling his hips just right to hit my clit with every thrust. Increasing both his pace and pressure. Roughly fucking me until I thought surely I would pass out right there on my close friend’s bathroom counter.

“Think they know you’re getting fucked like the mouthy little brat you are?” Damon murmured against my lips before tugging the bottom one between his teeth.

I couldn’t have formed words if I wanted to. He deserved to hear what I thought of him. That he was an absolute menace. Someone I never wanted in my life. He was too messy. Too chaotic. Too much of everything I didn’t know I’d been missing, and that was simply too dangerous.

“You better hurry up and come on my cock so we can get back out there,” he whispered. “Wouldn’t want someone to come to the door looking for us. Unless you’d like to explain what’s going on in here.”

I was pretty sure everybody already knew what was going on in here. Knowing my friends, I would have some explaining to do. I couldn’t think about any of that right now. My entire focus was on the way Damon managed to consume me completely. Making me bury my face in his shoulder, biting down in an effort to keep my cries contained as I came.

He grunted from the pain of my bite yet quickened his pace. He liked it. I’d barely spilled over the edge when he came inside me. Filling me with warm spurts of cum. Reminding me that both times we’d fucked we had neglected to use anything.

I didn’t worry much about pregnancy since I had an IUD. However, I still went out of my way to be careful with the men I slept with. It wasn’t like me to be so reckless. This thing between us was wrong in every way. It needed to stop.

As soon as Damon released me and stepped away, my hand was in motion. I slapped him hard across the face. He jerked back, not expecting the blow.

“This shit needs to stop,” I said, seething with sudden rage. “You’re not good for me, Damon. I don’t like the person I am around you. I want you to leave me alone now.”