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Chapter 14
Kincaid~
All the reasons that I had broken up with Fox still existed, but I couldn’t find it in me to care right now. As selfish, greedy, inconsiderate, and destructive as the truth was, I just couldn’t help myself.
I hadn’t meant to call him by his first name. I hadn’t meant to reveal anything about myself. I hadn’t meant to moan when his hand found its way to my breast. I hadn’t meant to soak my panties when his hand had wrapped around my arm.
I hadn’t meant for any of this to happen.
However, my good intentions didn’t matter anymore. Nothing mattered but Fox’s hand wrapped around my neck and the other one kneading the soft flesh that missed him so damn much. My entire body felt like it was on fire, and it only ever felt that way with Fox. Right now, I couldn’t even remember the faces of the couple of guys who I had used to try to rid myself of the ache that still existed after breaking up with Fox.
Fox leaned in and I could feel his warm breath on my neck. It felt so familiar, yet so damn new. I wanted to cry with everything that we’ve lost, but there was no point. Plus, this changed nothing. I was giving into the strongest weakness that I had, and I could own that.
“I swear to God, I will kill you with my bare hands if you ever let another guy come near you again, Kincaid,” he whispered darkly against my skin. “I’ve taken all that I can take, baby.” A wave of heat rushed throughout my body, and I couldn’t stop the shiver that ran down my spine.
I didn’t want to talk or think about the guys after him or the girls after me. I wanted to pretend that those three years didn’t exist between us. At least, for now. For now, I didn’t want to think about reality or rationality. I just wanted Fox to drive me out of my mind with everything that he was.
“Kiss me,” I ordered because I knew that’s all it would take. That’s how it’s always been between us. One touch, one kiss, one look…all of it was forged from a fire that neither of us were stupid enough to believe that we could control.
His hazel eyes narrowed, knowing me well enough to know what I was doing. Still, he did as I asked and his lips on mine were exactly as I remembered.
My hands fisted in his shirt as his lips devoured mine in a kiss for the ages. It wasn’t sweet, soft, or pretty. It was rough, hard, and ugly. His lips tasted like hate, regret, and jealousy. When his tongue slid into my mouth, I was certain he could taste my emotions as well.
The hand wrapped around my neck slid upward until Fox had a handful of black strands fisted in his hand. He yanked my head back enough for it hurt, and I could feel a waterfall of lust flood my panties. I wanted rough. I wanted everything that I’d been denying myself all this time.
When I felt Fox’s right hand leave my breast to travel further down, I couldn’t even bring myself to be embarrassed by what he was going to find. I didn’t care that I was shamelessly soaked. My only thought was gratefulness that I had worn a skirt. The skirt and tiny top had been all part of the plan to trap Alexander. If he was stupid enough to call the cops, this outfit would help support the lie that we were having an affair. However, right now, this outfit was giving Fox access to everything that he needed to make me see Jesus.
The second that his fingers touched my wet flesh, I let out a wanton moan, and he swallowed it, taking it, owning it. His fingers slid in so easily that you would have thought I was selling myself on a street corner somewhere. I knew I was dripping down his hand, but that’s what we did to each other. This urgent need was what used to feed our souls. It used to be the only thing that existed between us.
Sliding his fingers inside me as far as they could go, Fox let out a dark hiss, breaking off the kiss, and the sound was drugging all my senses. “Fuck, you’re just as tight as I remember.” He tried to spread his fingers, but it was no use. “This is going to hurt so fucking good, baby.”
“Oh, God…Fox…”
“I’m going to wreck you,” he threatened. “I don’t care how loud you scream at me to stop. I’m calling the shots now, Kincaid.”
My answer was to work the buttons and zipper of his pants. Women’s lib could fuck off right about now because I wanted Fox deep inside me more than I wanted to be an independent woman. I wanted Fox’s promise of pain more than I wanted to put him in his place.
“Please…” I begged as I finally wrapped my hand around his hot, hard, velvety length. Along with the emotions, memories began to assault me from every direction, and I had no idea how I’d been able to give this man up.
“Fuck, I can’t wait,” he growled right before yanking my panties hard enough for the sound of ripping fabric to fill the little nook that we were hidden in.
Frantic hands had me pushing his jeans and boxer briefs down over his hips, and they also had him grabbing the back of my thighs, hoisting me up, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist.
My back hit the wall hard as Fox lined the head of his cock up with my entrance. I held on as tightly as I could because I knew what was coming. I knew that I was about to be impaled in a way that was long overdue. Fox had over eight inches of dick hanging between his legs, and if it wasn’t enough that he had the ability to bruise my cervix, he was also deliciously thick enough to lace the stretch with a bit of pain.
Fox Harrington felt fucking glorious.
Three things happened all at once. The second that Fox rammed every inch of himself inside my waiting heat, his hand slapped over my mouth as I let out a tortured scream. Everything felt like the first time. Everything felt eye-opening. Only, this time meant so much more than the night he’d taken my virginity. I hadn’t known back then that we’d be destructive together.
I knew it now, though.
I knew it, and I didn’t care.
“Fuck,” he hissed, the delicate skin underneath my jaw clenched between his teeth. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…”
All I could do was keep screaming into the palm of his hand. Each thrust was tearing me wide open, and not just my body. My heart might as well be bleeding as his feet, but that was a problem for another time. Right now, I was going to ride the high, no matter how disastrous the crash later on.
I also didn’t care that he was fucking me without a condom. Even if I did deserve it, I knew that Fox would never hurt me. Just like I hadn’t crossed that line with other guys, deep in my heart, I knew that Fox hadn’t, either.
