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Conner slams inside of me so hard my breath catches in my throat. He isn’t soft or gentle, he doesn’t love me with his body. He fucks me.
Conner fucks me like he hates me.
And it occurs to me that maybe he does.
He holds my hips firmly in place, leaning over my body slightly to kiss and lick the skin along my shoulder. “Did he fuck you like this, K?”
“N-no,” I cry. Because it’s the truth. Nothing Warren can do to me will ever hurt as much as this moment.
But despite all the pain and heartache I feel, Conner works my body into a needy, breathy mess.
My womb clenches with every thrust, my skin vibrating and drenched in pleasure. He slides a hand around my stomach, finding my clit and rubbing so hard and fast I see stars.
“Come, babe. Come all over my cock so later when he fucks you, he’ll know I was here first.”
I smother another whimper, too lost to the intense sensations coursing through me. Conner folds his body over mine, pressing me painfully against the tree.
“Mine, K. This,” he cups my pussy right where he’s fucking me, “is mine.”
I’m boneless, hardly able to stand as he continues driving into me. My stomach coils tight but my orgasm doesn’t come. I’m too on edge, too up in my own head.
“God, K, you feel so fucking good.” Conner ruts into me, pinching and flicking my clit with cruel abandon until I’m a writhing mess beneath him.
“I’m close, babe. I’m so fucking close.”
I feel him grow harder inside me, and sheer panic fills me. What if Warren knows? What if he takes me later and realizes?
Oh Conner, what have you done?
I brace myself for him to come, but at the last second he grabs my hair and forces me to my knees, growling, “Open,” just in time to slide his cock into my mouth, hot jets of cum spurts down my throat.
Conner holds me there, his fingers buried deep in my hair as he stares down at me. His hand slides to my mouth as he pulls out and tucks himself back into his shorts. “I love you Kennedy, so fucking much.” He presses his thumb against my bottom lip. “But I really hate you right now.”
“I know.” My eyes flutter shut, tears still streaking down my cheeks.
I want to say something, anything to fix this. But the truth of the matter is that until James handles his business, we’re stuck here.
Conner lets out a guttural roar, his fist flying into the trunk behind me. “Fuck,” he grunts, “fuuuuuck.”
My body trembles, crashing fast.
His eyes finally lower to mine, and what I see guts me.
Conner doesn’t only hate me.
He hates himself.
Chapter Sixteen
Conner
Our eyes hold for a beat. Every part of my body screams at me to take her in my arms and run, but I know I can't. The sounds of others enjoying themselves around us ring out, reminding me of just how fucked up this situation is. He could be mere feet away, balls deep in that whore, while I treated Kenny in exactly the same way.
"I-I can't fucking do this," I say quietly. It's more for myself than it is for her, but she gasps as if she hears me anyway.
Spinning on my heels, I force myself to run through the darkness before I do something that's going to cause more harm than good.
Once I'm out of the darkest part of the woods, I pull my cell from my pocket.
