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I didn’t realize I was crying until a drop fell onto my cleavage. Each insult struck me in the gut. Oh, I had thought he’d lash out, but not to this extent…not to the point where he’d actually declare his disgustforme.
“I’m sorry. I truly am.” It was pathetic to apologize, but I didn’t know what elsetosay.
“I don’t want your bloody sorry! Spare me the tears. We both know you’re a bloody good actress,” he condescendingly stated, glaring at me. “I hope it was worth it, Gisele. It sure as fuck wasn’t for me.” He hadn’t moved from my face. However, he wasn’t screaminganymore.
Still, his words effectively cut through me. It stung all the same. “I didn’t do it to mock or laugh at you. I would never treat you like that…never,” I shakily whispered before dejectedly dropping my gaze, feeling beyond ashamed of my pastactions.
“Why the fuck did you do it,then,huh?”
“I was a virgin, and I didn’t want to lose it with just any man. I wanted it to be you…” My eyes never lifted as I spoke. Maybe I was too ashamed to look him in the eye while repugnance stared back at me. Whatever it was, I felt safer looking away from him. “I needed it to be you. Judge me all you like, but I did because I’ve been crazy about you for so long…I did it because Ilovedyou.”
“Loved me?”he barked out a darklaugh.
His mocking laughter was unexpected. I just had bared my heart to him. It had taken every ounce of me to profess the truth, and his response was to laugh? Was it really that unbelievable, or was it truly that hilarious even he couldn’t muster any other response but to deem it as anawfuljoke?
Raising my eyes to meet his, I couldn’t believe he actually found itamusing.
But amusement was the last thing etched in his darkened orbs. “Oh, Gisele, don’t you dare insult myintelligence!”
My throat ached. The need to run and bolt out the door was more tempting by the second. I had thought the worst thing was confessing my feelings to him. No, it was the mocking laughter that killed me inside. “I’m sorry. I hope someday you can forgive me, Jared.” Heaving shakily, I stepped away from the door, ready to hide from him, but he yanked my arm and roughly shoved me againstthewall.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he grated, irked at mybrusqueness.
Unshed tears rimmed my eyes. But this time, I didn’t hide from his loathing eyes. I matched him squarely, showing a little pride even though his words had diminished most of it. I stood proud, bearing my hurt with dignity. “You’ve shown no regard for my feelings. If you find it hilarious, laugh all you want, but don’t do it in my presence. So, I’m leaving. I have a party to attend. It is, after all, my birthday. Thank you for the tears and belittling me. I’ll neverforgetit.”
His eyes flickered back and forth, searching, probing something on my face before his face began to soften. Although, he hadn’t let go of me. “I came here with good intentions. I’m to drop your present off and inform you on the Japan deal, but when youcameout—”
I brazenly placed a finger on his lips, halting him from finishing his sentence. His words wounded me, and to suffer another barrage of them would surely put me on a crying spree all night. My friends took great effort in throwing me a party. I couldn’t miss it because I’d be too depressed to even walk out the door. “You’ve said enough, Jared. I don’t want to hear any more. Ican’ttake any more. I apologize for ruining your night, but please, letmego.”
Our eyes clashed. The pressure in his hand hadn’t lessened, but I still tried to yank it away from his grip, again to noavail.
“Jared,” I hissed when another effort failed to free me from his hold. My struggle merely brought him closer to me. His body caged me in. He surrounded me to the point where if I dared move, I’d inevitably brush his face, and I couldn’t afford to be mocked again tonight. So, I endured him while wordlessly wishing he’d come to his senses and leave me to my own devices. Being this close to him brought so many memories. He smelled the same—aftershave with musky notes of sandalwood, a trace of bergamot, and a hint of citrus. My body instantly went into sensory overload. I was brought back to a time when he and I would cuddle and laugh, to the time when adoration held me in those beautiful eyes. Nostalgia gripped me. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but somehow, my lips brushed against his. And instead of rejecting me, Jared thrust me harder against the wall before his mouth collided with mine, kissing me no holdsbarred.
I made a stifled cry, involuntarily parting my legs as he roughly ground his hardness against my arousedloins.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he declared in between frenzied kisses, annihilating mewhole.
Those words were a balm to my heart. All the insults he had hurled at me earlier were long forgotten after hearing him say how much he hadmissedme.
Basking in ultimate euphoria, my hands impulsively headed straight to his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping until they landed on the floor. Boxer briefs came next. His monstrous fat cock sprung free, poking me in my stomach. Deepening our kiss, I clutched onto him as my leg latched on his hip, desperate for him. Guiding his enormous pole into my heat, my fingers nudged the thong aside so the head was situated on my clit. We both moaned the second his hips propelled forward, ramming his cock farther, grazing my hot button. His arm slid underneath my leg, lifting it higher over his shoulder, parting my legs wider for better access. Potent lust soared through my body as I begged for release. My hand gripped the back of his head as our tongues battled, our sexes engaged uncontrollably. I was over the moon, moaning and groaning until his dick slipped into my entrance, making me scream cold murder. The unendurable pain seized me blind. I couldn’t breathe. All I could feel was the excruciating pinpricks stabbing and throbbing in mypussy.
My eyes frantically dropped below. His length was hardly inside and I could barely handle it—just like thefirsttime.
“Jared, it hurts,” I griped, shivering as he continued kissing me, whispering assurances that he wouldn’t go anyfarther.
“Keep kissing me. It’ll feel better soon. I promise I won’t go any deeperthanthis.”
I made a reluctant nod, unsure about the subsiding pain resurfacing again once he continued stretching me. “Be gentle, even for a shortwhile…”
He answered with his lips. Though his momentum slowed down, he didn’t pressure my constricted canal to take all of him. Minutes passed, and my body began to relax, quite accepting, accommodating his gentle prodding. I understood what he meant with experienced women. He didn’t have to deal with nuisances such as this. Gentle wasn’t a word to be associated with Jared when it came to sex. It was no wonder he wasn’t predominantly enticed getting physical with me. Sure, he found me attractive, but the idea of an inexperienced woman with unsophisticated skills in seduction left an unpalatableimpression.
Although, right this instant, those qualms were abated, solely focusing on the mounting hunger his concise plunges did to me. Body yielding, it became tuned in to his desires, his wishes. It welcomed him slowly, inch by inch, my essence fluidly coating my passage, guiding him deeper as he consciously sought more of mydepths.
“May I?” he grunted out, neck muscles gravely straining from withholding himself from limitless carnalexploration.
A sheen of sweat coated his forehead. I tenderly caressed it as our lips brushed softly, leisurely. Heavily gasping, I felt wholly entwined with him. Right here, with him intensely burrowed deep within my body, within the depths of my heart, I was his and he was mine. The past and the future were no longer relevant; only the presentmattered.
Gray orbs bored into ardent blues, passionately seeking him, willingly ready to surrender it all to him—the man I loved, the man I vowed as mine, my husband. “I can handle you now…there’s no need to suppress your appetite. Take as much as you want to satisfy yourself. My body belongstoyou.”
