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Fuck, this girl.
I was in so much trouble.
Because how could something you hated so much feel so fucking good?
Maybe that was the allure though. Maybe knowing I was corrupting a princess from Old Darling Hill was my way of saying a giant ‘fuck you’ to them and everything they stood for.
“Zane… it’s…” She came hard and fast, crying my name over and over as I wrung out every ounce of pleasure from her. Leaning around her, I yanked open the back door and nudged her inside. “Scooch back into the seat.”
Celeste hopped up on the seat and laid back, gazing up at me like I was everything she ever wanted.
I wasn’t.
I’d destroy her. Piece by little piece I would dirty up her soul until the light radiating inside her winked out.
I snapped my belt and pushed my jeans down my hips a little. “Condom?” I drawled, barely in control.
She nodded, a flare of panic in her eyes.
“You want this, right? You want me?”
I was an asshole, sure. But I wasn’tthatasshole.
Celeste licked her lips nervously and gave me a little nod.
I sheathed up and crawled over her. We didn’t have much room to work with, but I didn’t need it, letting her thighs cradle my hips as I slid my hand under her leg and lifted it a little.
“Put me inside you,” I said, staring down at her, my body trembling with unrestrained need.
Celeste took me in her hand, guiding me to her entrance. Her heat enveloped me, and I groaned. This, this was what I needed. That blissed out moment sex provided.
I didn’t wait, thrusting into her in one smooth stroke. She cried out, wrapping an arm around my shoulder.
“You good?” I asked, realizing she’d gone deathly still.
“Mm-hmm,” she murmured.
“You feel so fucking tight.” I pulled out slowly and glided back in, slower this time, reveling in the way she rippled around me.
“God, Zane…” Her fingers dug into my shoulders, her breath catching as she arched beneath me. “It’s so intense.”
She wasn’t wrong.
It was so fucking good, the way her muscles gripped my dick, tightening around me, pulling me into her body.
“Fuck,” I rasped, rocking against her, chasing the high I knew would inevitably come.
It was sensation overload. The alcohol in my veins, Celeste’s perfume, her tight little body beneath me. There wasn’t room to think about anything else. There was only her. Us.
This.
I went harder, thrusting into her over and over, grabbing at her hips, sucking the skin under her jaw, biting and licking. Celeste made me unhinged in a way I never had been before. But thinking about her at some fancy dinner party with guys like her ex Miles drove me insane. I didn’t want anyone else to experience this—to know how prettily she came apart.
I wanted that privilege to belong to me and me alone. But this wasn’t some fairy tale where guys like me got the girl, and even if I did, I wouldn’t know what the fuck to do with her. She was used to a life I couldn’t ever give her. And this—here, now—was as good as it was ever going to get between us.
“Zane.” It was a breathless moan. A whispered prayer. And my name on her lips made me feel like a motherfucking king.
“Yeah, I know, babe. I know.”
