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“Crazy for you. Only ever you. Now hold on, Dove, I’m going to fuck you until you remember who you belong to.” Cole grabs the back of my neck and forces me down. The bloodstained knife lands on the bed beside me and then his hands are gripping my hips as he slams deep inside me.
I cry out, over and over, as he rides my body hard and fast, giving me no time to catch my breath. But this isn’t about my pleasure, it’s about his. His hands are cruel, squeezing and pinching, and his thrusts are sharp and deadly, not quite reaching that place I need him.
“Cole, please...” I beg, trying to rock back against him to ease the building ache inside me.
“You lied to me, Dove. Now you have to pay.” He pulls out of me and slides back in. It feels so good... but it isn’t enough. My orgasm hovers just out of reach.
Cole is relentless, pounding into me like I’m nothing more than a warm, willing body.
And maybe I am.
Maybe the brokenness in me needs this as much as the darkness in him needs it.
Cole changes the angle, grinding into me and finally giving me what I need. Pleasure builds deep in my stomach, making me pant. I’m almost there, ready to fall headfirst in the sensations rippling through me. But at the last second, Cole pulls out, groaning loudly as he spurts hot jets of cum all over my ass and pussy.
“For real?” I hiss, glancing over at him.
He lifts a brow and shrugs. “Now we’re even.”
“Even?” I gasp, because what the actual fuck?
He chuckles darkly as he climbs off the bed and scoops up his t-shirt, throwing it at me.
I clean myself up, shame burning through me. “You’re a real piece of work, you know that?” I pull the rumpled bed sheet around my body as I stand.
“Takes one to know one.”
“Seriously? I already told you I didn’t text Tim back, except for telling him to leave me alone. If I thought my parents wouldn’t turn up asking questions, I’d change my number. But I don’t want them sniffing around.” Tears pool in the corners of my eyes. “I just let you...” The words get stuck in my throat as emotion crashes over me.
I’m a mess. Emotionally and physically.
I have a C carved into my chest and bruise marks on my hips, and Cole is standing there like it means nothing.
“I love you, Cole, I do. But sometimes you’re a clueless fucking idiot.” I storm into the bathroom, slamming the door and locking it before I let the tears fall.
Chapter Twenty
Cole
I stand, staring at the bathroom door as a truckload of shame and regret slams into me.
“Hadley,” I breathe, reaching out as if I’m going to open the door, but I know it’s the wrong thing to do.
She told me to hurt her, but I took it too far. Even I know that.
“Fuuuuuck,” I cry out, my hands going to my hair and pulling until it hurts. But I already know it’s not going to cause me anywhere near as much pain as I just caused Hadley.
Finding my discarded clothes, I pull on my boxers and pants before walking over to the door.
I press my ear against the wood, and the most heartbreaking sound fills my ears. Hadley’s sobs. Something inside my chest cracks wide open.
I did that.
I caused that pain.
My fists curl at my sides, my nails digging into my skin. “Hadley,” I call out, my voice soft, the anger that was within it only minutes ago long forgotten.
Silence greets me.
