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“Wyatt and I met just out of college. It was a celebratory Vegas trip that went horribly wrong. A friend of mine had been drugged, and I was too busy getting drunk.”
Her hands fidget with the edge of the blanket, carefully recounting her story. “Wyatt found her, and long story short, we started seeing each other. One night we both decided to get married, completely out of the blue. I did love him.”
It kills me to hear it. That fucking word does my head in. I bite my tongue, allowing her to finish.
“We’d only been seeing each other for six weeks before we tied the knot. My dad was livid,” she reveals. “Two months after we got married, Wyatt’s ex announced she was pregnant. I knew I couldn’t go back to my old life of drinking and partying. My destructive behavior began the moment my mom died and I didn’t know how to cope. I wasn’t like Scarlett. She knew how to deal with her emotions and move on. I bottled them up then screwed guys like they were going out of style.
“Wyatt begged me to stay, and I did. Michael was born, and I fell in love with him. He wasn’t mine but he was at our house every second week. Over time, I treated him like my own.”
I open my mouth without hesitation this time. “I don’t get how you could love a kid that belongs to your husband’s ex. And he fucking cheated on you.”
“He did, sort of. They slept together a f
ew days after he and I got together. I wasn’t exactly invested in the relationship at that point. I was infatuated with the physical side.”
Ouch. If that didn’t stab me right in the fucking heart. You probably deserve that for being a heartless bastard.
“Right,” I say with sarcasm. “So you’re allowed to fuck someone because he did?”
“Is that what you think this is, Noah? I didn’t expect this to happen, especially with you.”
“Well, I didn’t expect this to happen, especially with you,” I fire back.
The both of us remain silent, only the sounds of the wind against the window echo through the room. What now? How do I stop my growing need to touch her? The fact that she’s here in this room is giving me a raging hard-on. And I hate her for that.
“Noah, when I first saw you, all I wanted to do was fuck you. That’s it. You did something to me that I just couldn’t understand. My body betrayed me on so many levels. I would have happily just fucked you with no strings attached. And yes... you were a rebound. I was done with my marriage and you were on my radar.”
I don’t know whether to be horny or angry. Yet, I’m quick to judge her for wanting only that. And I am a hypocrite for thinking it’s okay for me to do that but not her. For men to sleep around but not women.
“I didn’t mean to have feelings for you. I talked myself out of it the moment I sensed them creeping in. I haven’t even known you that long, but you’ve done something to me that I can’t change even if I wanted to.”
There are no more words left to be said. I need to be inside her right now because the feeling consumes me and nothing in this world matters right now. All judgment aside. I lean forward and drag her body toward me, pinning her down.
“I’m going to fuck you,” I whisper in her ear. “Because I don’t know what else to do. Because I’m obsessed with you and you hurt me so bad.”
Screw the foreplay.
I slide my boxers toward the middle of my thighs—enough to expose my cock—and shove her dress past her waist and over her head. Her panties, white and lacy thin, are pushed aside. The smell of her arousal teases me, and with no warning, I ram my cock into her pussy hard, watching as she arches backward while moaning into the empty room.
Her nails dig into my back. The slight pain only driving me harder into her, taking her possessively as if she’s only ever belonged to me. The urge to blow teeters so close to the edge that I’m forced to close my eyes and gain control. When I open them up, her blue pools of lust are penetrating me.
She owns me.
All of me.
And I don’t know how to release myself from her spell.
I pull myself out quickly and flip her over, desperate not to stare into her eyes. Voiding this moment of any emotion aside from lust.
She rubs her ass against my cock, teasing me relentlessly. “You can turn me around, forget that I exist. But know this…” she pauses catching a breath, “… I’m going to make it my mission to remind you that I’m selfish. I take what I want just like you.”
With my mind already crazy and not thinking straight, I’m not quite sure I understand until she latches onto my cock and rubs it against her asshole. The wet dripping off her pussy only makes for a perfect entry, and in one quick and sensual move, she guides me in until I’m sitting comfortably in her ass.
I’m coming undone.
I could easily fuck her hard until I come, but I want to savor this moment, using my knees to spread her legs wider. The view from above is breathtaking, her ass exposed as I watch my cock glide so effortlessly. My palm is twitching, rubbing her skin up and down until I’ve grabbed what I can and smack my palm against her cheek, creating a loud bang.
She begs me to hit her harder, and I do so, biting down on my bottom lip as the urge is almost impossible to ignore. I have to stop for a moment and brace myself for the finale.
