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“You’re a fucking liar,” he growls.
His hands drop from his chest and lift to cup my cheeks. He stares into my eyes. The silence between us is deafening, the betrayal massive. Then he surprises me. He lowers his head, his mouth touches mine, and I feel his tongue slide across my lips.
His hands drop from my cheeks, and he reaches down, grabbing ahold of the backs of my thighs before he picks me up. I gasp, wrapping my legs around his legs, and he slips his tongue into my mouth.
Hendrick walks us to the bedroom, my body wrapped around his with every step he takes. Tears still trickle down my cheeks because I know what exactly this is.
This is the last time.
The last everything.
Once we’re in the bedroom, I untangle my legs from around his waist and drop them to the floor. Hendrick’s hands grip my waist as he looks down at me. “You’re a fucking liar, Allison.”
I shake my head, the tears beginning to flow a bit heavier. I try to control myself, but I’m not sure it works. “I’m not,” I lie. “It’s the truth, Ace.”
“Who did you fuck besides me?” he asks, his voice smooth, soft, sexy as hell as he begins to unbutton my jeans.
Shaking my head from side to side, I don’t look away from him. I keep my eyes on his, tears flowing down my cheeks as he slips his hand beneath my jeans. He cups my center, his gaze focused on mine. He watches me, although I’m not sure what he’s expecting me to do.
He knows that when he touches me, I’m his to do with as he pleases. And even though I’m telling him that I’m carrying another man’s baby, I’m still at his mercy. His fingers shift, and I feel them slide through my center, then two of them slip inside of me.
I suck in a breath and let it out slowly as he begins to move his fingers in and out of me. He fucks me, his eyes never leaving mine. “Who was it, sunshine,” he mutters softly.
“You don’t know him.”
I am trying to stand firm in my lie. Trying to make him believe it, because if he doesn’t, he won’t leave me alone, and his father’s stipulation is that he thinks the baby isn’t his and walks.
He begins to move his fingers harder inside of me, curling them as he grinds his palm against my clit. It’s hard, almost unbearable, but at the same time, that bite of pain is exact perfection. This man knows what he’s doing every step of the way.
I love it, too.
Almost as much as I love him.
And the love I have for him will be the reason that I convince him that this is not his child. I cannot allow him to ruin any part of himself for me. I know that keeping a mistress is not something he’s ever agreed to. His father just solidified it.
I’ll compromise every part of me to ensure that he doesn’t compromise himself.
Any part of him.
“Ask me if I love him,” I whisper.
He growls, his fingers moving hard, and I know I’m going to ache tomorrow. Then he pulls his hand from between my legs and wrenches my pants down, spinning me around as he yanks my hips backward.
This is not as fun and sexy as it was the last time we were in this position. This is desperation. And I let him take that out on me because I’m fucking cruel. Although I’ll allow myself this moment of cruelty as long as in the end, he finds his happiness with his pretty little blonde bride.
Hendrick fucks me hard. Ruthlessly. He selfishly takes from me, uncaring if I find my release. I do, simply because it’s him inside of me, his smell surrounding me, his body near mine. That is a recipe for an orgasm already. Not much else is needed.
Chapter
Thirteen
HENDRICK
Allison is a liar.
At least that’s what I tell myself as I watch her walk toward the door. I fucked her so hard that she’s going to remember me with every step she takes for a while. I hope that the guilt of what she’s done slides through her body with each ache.
But she’s standing firm on the fact that she fucked someone else, that the baby inside of her is someone else’s. I want to scream, I want to argue, but it’s useless. I can’t keep her if she created life with someone else like that. If she betrayed me.
