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“Pretend all you want, but you love this. You love getting fucked by me.” I roll my hips forward, making her moan. “Say it. Say you love it when I fuck you.”
“I love it,” she moans, raking her nails over my back, and I drive into her again. She looks into my eyes and it’s like another person is staring up at me. This version of Bree is dark. Sensual. She knows what she wants. “Oh, God, fuck me harder. Please.”
I slide my arms under her shoulders to hold her in place. She asked for it. Every thrust drives us both into the sand, makes her cling tighter to me, brings me closer to filling her with my cum. Her muscles tighten around my cock again, and now I don’t try to stop it. When I feel the rush building, I let it overtake me as she screams close to my ear before going limp under me.
I’m coated in a mix of both of us when I pull out of her sopping cunt. She’s covered in sand and dripping cum. Nothing has ever been so beautiful.
Until I realize she’s unconscious.
7
Bree
“Come back. Come back.”
Who’s talking? I can’t open my eyes. They’re so heavy. Everything’s so heavy.
“Bree. Wake up.”
It’s Sebastian, but he sounds different from usual. Then again, I wouldn’t know what he usually sounds like. But he sounds different than he has with me.
That alone is the reason I fight to open my eyes. I need to prove to myself it’s really him.
It’s nighttime. We’re back in his house, in his bed. Both of us this time. It doesn’t bother me now. I no longer want to get away from him to keep from being touched.
I don’t know what’s changed, but something has.
It’s because he saved me. I remember everything now that the fog I was under while I was sleeping is clearing. He didn’t have to rescue me—it might’ve been better for him if he hadn’t. A neat little way to take me out of the equation.
He’s not getting any money out of me now, either.
There he is. Looking at me, his head next to mine. “There you are. You have no idea how worried you made me when you passed out like that.”
“I was exhausted. Swimming…” My cheeks get hot.
“It was exhausting, definitely.” Though it didn’t seem to hold him back on the beach.
The beach. I’ll never forget how desperately I wanted him. I would’ve crawled across broken glass for him out there. I would’ve done anything he asked.
I still don’t know what it says about me wanting him like this. Loving what he does to me. Craving more even now, when my muscles are still tight and sore from the kind of swimming I’ve never put myself through.
“You saved my life.” I still can’t quite believe it.
“Yeah. I did. I wouldn’t have needed to if—”
“I know.” There go my cheeks again. “You can’t expect me to give up on my friends. I understand why it’s smarter to stay here. I do. But there has to be a way I can contact them, too. To let them know I’m safe.”
He strokes my cheek with his thumb. The man is miles away from the version he’s already treated me to. “You believe you’re safe?”
There’s no question about it. “I do. I learned how far you would go to rescue me. I’ll try not to put you in that position again, but you’ve got to promise me we can contact my friends. You have all those phones in your safe.”
His dark eyes narrow. “You were looking?”
“Of course I looked over your shoulder when you opened it. Who wouldn’t?” He groans. “You have all those phones in there. Don’t tell me we couldn’t use one of them.”
“Right, and have the number show up in your friend’s phone.”
“Couldn’t you destroy it afterward?”
