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He’s not about to let me out of this. “I love you,” I cry out, hoping he’ll give up and not take this there.
“Goddamn it, Victoria, answer me. Why?”
No longer able to stomach the pressure, I cave, shouting out everything I should have said to him before I left. All the things I felt but never had the courage to say.
“Because I missed you…. Because I couldn’t have you…. Because it felt so incredibly good to have someone touch me again…to be wanted…and because more than anything I wanted it to be you.”
The words come in a fit of irrational bawling. I expect comfort. He gives me none. Instead, his eyes narrow as his head dips close.
“Bullshit!”
I cringe and look up at his paling face. I feel small. “No, God…Brady.” Why can’t he just leave it alone?
“Just fucking say it!” His voice booms and bounces off the walls.
“Fine…” I come undone, no longer able to control my emotions or my mouth. “I did it because I was angry…. I did it because I blamed you for losing Mona and forgetting about her…and because I fucking hated you…. I wanted you to know what it felt like when I saw you with Annabelle…. You hurt me, Brady…and I wanted to hurt you back…. Are you fucking happy now?”
Before I catch my breath, he drags me underneath him, entering me with a hard, powerful stroke. I let out a shocked gasp.
He stills, smothering me with his body. “No, I’m not happy.” He withdraws slowly before slamming back into me with a powerful blow. “You did hurt me…really fucking bad.”
I bite back tears. I won’t cry anymore. I deserve this.
I’m flipped on my belly. Brady’s hands grip my waist, lifting my hips from the mattress. I secure my weight on my hands as he slams into me, his head falling back as he screams my name. Each blow is stronger than the next. The punishing dominance behind his thrusts sends me spiraling out of control. I grip the sheet into a ball in my hands, screaming out for him to give me more as I watch him over my shoulder. He fulfills my request, continuing to drive his hips into me with unrelenting force in a carnal and raw form of possession. He’s marking me.
His body covers me, heating my back. “Nobody else kisses you,” he demands, his voice a throaty growl as he drops kisses along the top of my shoulder.
“Yes,” I moan.
His palm circles my ass before he brings my hips to meet his again. “Nobody else gets to touch you.”
“Yes.”
He lifts his body slightly as his hand travels up my spine until his fingers curl around the front of my neck, drawing my head back to rest on his shoulder. “No one else fucks you.” He tugs my hair gently, moving my head to the side to expose my neck. “Because you’re mine.” He gently bites my neck.
“Oh, God. Yes!” I cry out, ready to burst. It’s too intense. I taste tears in my mouth.
With another gentle pull of my hair, my head turns toward him. “Say it!”
With our mouths nearly touching, I whisper, “I’m yours.”
He kisses me fiercely before releasing me. His hands return to my hips as he continues to pump his hips forward. I fall to the mattress, completely spent as I feel the slow onset of climax warming my belly and working its way down my thighs to my toes.
“Only I get to love you.”
He rocks forward a final time. We cry out together as he relaxes into me. I enjoy the slight shaking of his body. I feel his heart racing on my bare skin. He pulls out and drops to his back on the bed next to me.
The ugly silence is back. It’s thick enough to touch.
I don’t let it sit for long. “Brady.”
I hear a soft sigh before he says, “Give me a minute.”
He’s trying to compose himself, but I can’t wait. “I’m so sorry I hurt you.”
“No more apologies.” He looks over at me, patting his chest. I nestle right into him, elated that he still wants to hold me. “We both screwed up after we lost her.” He kisses my head. “We start fresh, right here and right now, with no more fucking apologies.”
Relieved, I peer up at him, smiling. “I think I’m more in love with you at this moment than I’ve ever been.”
