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"The fuck I am," I grunted, reaching downward and tweaking her nipple while peppering kisses along her eyes, nose and lips. "I know you heard me earlier. I love you, Felicity."
The lust withered from her eyes, and a blank expression took over. "Get off me."
Chapter 22—Felicity
The more I enjoyed myself, the more painful the aftermath.
The haze of boundless lust only lasted for the duration that his hands were on me, and his penis was inside me, but once that was over and I reached that precipice, I crawled back into my skin.
And the guilt worsened.
Along with the fear that Aaron was the only one who could make me forget how much I hated my body and how distrustful I was of men.
"You're crushing me, Aaron,” I muttered.
He wasn't, but this close proximity affected my ability to form coherent thoughts. His look was one of awe as he stared down at me like I'd suddenly sprouted purple and pink horns from my forehead.
I felt his reluctance as he grudgingly removed himself from me, falling onto the space next to me.
"You're a fucking hypocrite, Felicity,” I said. “I can't believe you."
I looked at him, anger spreading through me. "I'm a hypocrite? I didn't ask you to be here. You came of your volition and put your mouth on me."
He rolled his eyes, getting to his feet. "Your mouth wasn't the only thing I suckled on. And you aren't exactly pushing me away. In fact, I vividly recall you begging me not to stop."
His tone was annoyed. I averted my gaze because his semi-hard erection was glistening with the evidence of my climax, and the image was doing all sorts of things to my already pulsating vagina.
Instead, I fixed him with a glare hard enough to break glass. "Don't you dare throw that back in my face."
"You wanted it as much as I did. Why can't you just admit that?"
"Okay, fine. I wanted a fuck. You were there. So what?"
The glint in his eyes almost dropped me to my knees, and I was still sitting on my bed. "Don't reduce what we just did to a fuck. I swear to God, I'll come over there and make you take my cock again just so you can be sure it was not insignificant."
I resisted the urge to wince unsuccessfully, and he noticed, scoffing. "Bloody hell, you can't even hear the word cock without flinching. Weren't you the one begging me to give it to you just a little while ago?"
My breath huffed out in angry puffs as I held his gaze. Guilt ate at me. Jeremy had always said I was too wild during sex, and possessed enough sexual unrestraint to fill a small village. Because of that, I'd unconsciously become inhibited.
"Stop it," I retorted weakly.
"Fuck. Cunt. Cock. Pussy."
"Aaron!"
"Fuck you, Felicity." His voice was loud and angry. "Fuck you and your sanctimonious fucking attitude."
I shot to my feet, momentarily forgetting that I was stark naked. "Fuck you too, Aaron. Fuck you for storming into my life and ruining everything I've worked so hard to build!"
He shook his head, his eyes holding a mixture of rage and awe as we held each other's gaze. "Why did you stay with him for as long as you did?"
The question threw me off. "What?"
Aaron closed the distance between us in quick steps. "That asshole. Why did you let him hurt you so much?"
My chest heaved as I pondered over his question. Why had I stayed with Jeremy for so long? The question shouldn't have been so thought-provoking. It wasn't like Jeremy had held a knife to my throat or threatened bodily harm.
No, it had been much worse. Every single hurt he'd caused me had been done with words. They'd cut much deeper than any blade to my heart. Every word had cut more than the last until I was so far spent there was nothing more to give.
