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Another growl flew from his mouth. He pulled out, flipped me around like a ragdoll, and slammed back inside me.
He pounded into me harder than before, his hand still wrapped around my throat so tight I could barely breathe, and my eyes were beginning to water. I didn’t dare tell him to stop.
I loved every bit of his roughness. I’d never get enough.
I could tell he was still holding back, and it pissed me off. I wanted it all. I wasn’t afraid of the darkness lurking in his eyes; I wanted to drown in it.
I dragged my nails down his forearms and across his back, wrapping my legs around his waist.
“Fuck!” he shouted, lurching down to capture my mouth with his, pumping his come inside me and triggering a second orgasm.
I whimpered beneath him, my limbs turning to Jell-O.
We stayed together after he pulled out, his gorgeous eyes staring into mine.
That promise I’d seen before was back, knowing I wasn’t going anywhere.
He moved off me and lay on his side, pulling me flush against him so we were in a spooning position.
He placed a hand on my stomach and gently massaged it.
“I don’t know what to say right now,” I admitted, my voice hoarse.
“Don’t say anything. Just stay with me.
Chapter Twelve
COBRA
Fuck.
I’d repeated that word a dozen times since she’d succumbed to exhaustion.
What the hell had I just done?
I ran my hands over my face. My goddamn heart was still racing. Her moans were on replay in the back of my mind. They were going to be my new workout soundtrack.
She’d looked me in the eye and told me she could accept more, yet I’d still held back.
I wanted her again.
I wanted her in every fucking way I could have her.
She looked even more beautiful than I remembered, but that fuckin sadness in her eyes…Did I do that to her, or was I just now noticing it existed?
Could I fix it?
Fuck.
I needed a drink.
What was she going to do when she saw all my flaws?
The shit wrong with me wasn’t fixable.
The pain would never leave. It wasn’t physical; it was constant mental fucking anguish, worse than depression, because there was no cure or treatment; it was just something I had to live with.
I wasn’t sure what it was she had to tell me, but I knew from the look in her eyes it wasn’t going to alleviate any of my current issues.
