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“You fucked her rough. You fucked her how you needed to fuck because I couldn’t give you what you needed anymore.” She whispered as fresh tears fell over her dark lashes and stained her pale cheeks.

“No!” I bellowed, closing the distance between us and tangled my fingers in her hair and forcing her to look at me. “I was so angry, and I was terrified that I’d lose my temper with you again and destroy us.”

“You did destroy us!” She shouted back with wide eyes as she pointed her finger at me. “You could have done anything you needed to do to me Mav and I could have taken it. I could have handled it, but you went elsewhere and refused to even kiss me. We went from having sex three to four times a day to not at all in weeks! Do you understand what that does to a girl’s head at that age and beyond?” She was irate and she fought against my grip in her hair, but I held steady, wrapping one hand around her slim waist, and pulling her flush to my body, ignoring her attempts to distance herself right now. “Do you have any idea how big of a hit my self-esteem took over the years thinking I was too thin, or too fat, or too blonde or a million other things because you decided to fuck my best friend behind my back?”

“I’m sorry.” I pleaded, leaning my forehead against hers and holding onto her as she clawed at me in anger. “I know how wrong it was Cora, I was so fucked in the head baby. I made a mistake. I’m so sorry.” I repeated over and over as she cried in my arms as the fight weakened her body and she ended up clinging to me. I picked her up and carried her back to bed and crawled in under the blankets with her, holding her as she cried for all of the things that happened during and since then because of that spiral in my life. I clung to her as fervently as she hung on to me as we grieved for the teenage kids who were so lost in life.

“I love you.” I whispered after she went silent and still in my arms, praying it would be enough to heal that pain even if it was from a decade ago.

Knowledge was power in most situations. But right now, it was only pain.

Chapter 14 – Cora

I sat in the passenger seat of Mavericks sleek car and watched him drive through the city out of the corner of my eye. I squirmed in my seat as he weaved through traffic expertly in a commanding and controlling way that made me… fucking needy. I toyed with the hem of my elegant but simple sun dress where it fell at my mid-thigh while I fought to control my raging hormones.

I’d never been good at doing that around Mav when we were teenagers, and right now, I felt hornier than any teenage girl ever before.

Which wasn’t good because he had been… gentle… since our conversation yesterday morning about why he had cheated on me all those years ago. I hadn’t handled the revelation well.

Go figure.

But he had been soothing and kind and accommodating and in turn he had been…gentle.

Which was exactly how he had been a decade ago after that ill-fated night in the boathouse that had been the beginning of our end before I even knew it.

And I fucking hated it. He had given me time to come to terms with everything, the information about Sarah had been hard to hear, but honestly hadn’t been super shocking to me when I looked at it all with a logical levelheaded brain.

Sarah had always been an easy type of girl, obviously because she had willingly fucked her best friend’s boyfriend of ten years and set me up to find them. So I wasn’t surprised to know he had given into her flirting and took what he wanted from her when he didn’t know where else to turn while battling his inner demons.

But something we hadn’t discussed because I was too raw with what information I’d already learned, was what happened with them in the years since that night after graduation.

And that was slowly eating away at me.

But what was eating away at me even faster than that, was how badly I wanted Mav to stop treating me like some delicate flower and fuck me the way he did when we were needy lust filled teenagers; like he had the first day in his office up against the door.

I needed him like that because that was the raw and unapologetic side of him that he had always saved for just me, but he was hiding himself from me again in an attempt to protect me, and I couldn’t stand it.

He took a corner through a yellow light like the car was on rails and I slid across the soft buttery leather seat and moaned softly, biting my lip to stifle it the best I could as I watched his strong muscular arms handle the steering wheel with ease.

He looked over at me over the edge of his mirrored aviators and quirked an eyebrow at me as I smiled at him awkwardly, with a death grip on the door handle to keep myself from climbing over the center console and mounting him like a Sybian sex saddle.

He wore a short sleeved white shirt and a pair of black jeans that screamed rich rockstar sex God and I was fantasizing about him nailing me in the center of a stage like a horny groupie.

“You okay over there?” He asked, and his deep voice melted over me like honey.

I nodded emphatically and my voice broke, squeaking embarrassingly as I replied. “Perfect.”

He eyed me closely again before turning his attention back to the road, but instead of just going back to driving, he reached his large hand across the car and laid it on my thigh. Pushing his fingers between my legs where I had them pressed together tightly trying to ease the building ache there.

I turned my head to look out the window and put the backs of my fingers against my lips as I squeezed my eyes shut tight trying to control my reaction to his touch, but I’d made a critical error. Because with my eyes closed and the music playing loudly around us, I was reduced to my other senses picking up the slack and soon all I could focus on was the roughness of his fingertips on the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, just inches below my panties.

My soaked panties.

“For fucks sake Cora, what is wrong?” Mav asked, squeezing my thigh to get my attention back to him and drawing a breathy moan from my lips that he would have had to be deaf to miss. “Cora!”

“Pull over!” I gasped sitting upright in my seat.

“What?” He asked, looking over at me again. “Why?”

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